We pray for children
who bring us sticky kisses and a fistful of dandelions,
who sleep with the dog and bury goldfish,
who hug us in a hurry and forget their lunch money,
who cover themselves with band-aids and sing off-key,
who slurp their soup.
And we pray for those
who never get dessert,
who have no safe blanket to drag behind them,
who can't find bread to steal,
who don't have any room to clean up,
whose pictures aren't on anybody's dresser,
whose monsters are real.
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