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Prayers answered
My mind fogged like a cold January morning
And all I could barely see was
Blurred headlights oncomming
Warning I had wandered onto the wrong way-
And all I asked was for light from the day.
Blow, blow, blow this mist away;
Clear the fog, light my way;
Show me my lane, stop my sway
Lead me on till its day.
My hands roughened by raking out the snow
Cheeks frozen, lost their glow.
And no matter how much I blow,
My cold breath freezes them more.
And all I asked was for a little thaw,
To release me from cold's claw,
To bring back in these cheeks that rosy glow
To wipe off cold sweat from my wrinkled brow.
My prayers, answered.
My mind fogged like a cold January morning
And all I could barely see was
Blurred headlights oncomming
Warning I had wandered onto the wrong way-
And all I asked was for light from the day.
Blow, blow, blow this mist away;
Clear the fog, light my way;
Show me my lane, stop my sway
Lead me on till its day.
My hands roughened by raking out the snow
Cheeks frozen, lost their glow.
And no matter how much I blow,
My cold breath freezes them more.
And all I asked was for a little thaw,
To release me from cold's claw,
To bring back in these cheeks that rosy glow
To wipe off cold sweat from my wrinkled brow.
My prayers, answered.
