A Prayer For You

As you walk in the garden in twilight,

May you never be walking alone,

May you hear the fall of a footstep,

The footstep of God with your own.

When it is trysting time in the garden,

May yours be with the Divine,

And as you kneel in his presence,

May your plea be, "May thy will be mine."

As you walk in His garden of roses,

While the dew is still lingering there,

Though there may be mountains of sorrow,

May you have the solace of prayer.

                                                           V.C.