Ye know, Father, I’m a prodigal son,
No father hails he whose mind’s stricken,
Lost in life’s litmus tests, of all fight,
A son that feels like a ship sunken,
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Prayer! ! ! ! ! ! Prodigal son. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Thanks for participating along with me in my prayer.