God Does Not Punish Us For Our

Every Cat Knows Some Things Need To Be Buried.

Dear God, I Prayed, All Unafraid (as We're Inclined To Do), I Do Not Need A Handsome Man But Let Him Be Like You; I Do Not Need One Big And Strong Nor Yet So Very Tall, Nor Need He Be Some Genius, Or Wealthy, Lord, At All; But Let His Head Be High, Dear God, And Let His Eye Be Clear, His Shoulders Straight, Whate'er His State, Whate'er His Earthly Sphere; And Let His Face Have Character, A Ruggedness If Soul, And Let His Whole Life Show, Dear God, A Singleness Of Goal; Then When He Comes (as He Will Come) With Quiet Eyes Aglow, I'll Understand That He's The Man I Prayed For Long Ago.

God Has Not Always Answered My Prayers. If He Had, I Would Have Married The Wrong Man -- Several Times!

Take All Away. I Am Content To Know Such Love Is Mine-for Life Is All Too Brief To Grieve For Pleasures Bringing Only Grief; Give Me But You; It Is Enough Just So.

We Cannot Pray And Remain The Same.