Written by Reg Brewer, my father in 1922 when he was 17. <br />These are words he choose to live by - me too. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Teach me the love that I owe to a mother, <br />Teach me respect for each sister, each brother, <br />Teach me forbearance toward one another, <br />Teach me these things. <br /> <br />Teach me of honour to love and defend, <br />Teach me the true finer meaning of friend, <br />Teach me true labour brings rest at the end, <br />Teach me these things. <br /> <br />Teach me that kindness is finer than gold, <br />Teach me of glory rewarding the bold, <br />Teach me the faith that will never grow old, <br />Teach me these things. <br /> <br />Teach me true beauty reflects from the soul, <br />Teach me in life to make heaven my goal, <br />Teach me in danger your grace to enrol <br />Teach me these things <br /> <br />Teach me to smile though my eyes fill with tears, <br />Teach me to laugh though my heart aches with fears, <br />Teach me endurance throughout all the years, <br />Teach me these things. <br /> <br />Teach me to journey all of life's road, <br />Teach me to carry light tho heavy, the load, <br />Teach me to die, and then Oh my God <br />Teach me all things.<br /><br />Terry Brewer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-prayer-3/
