May
my soul
humble in
weakness to pray
for countless gifts of
love, show mercy, be kind
express thy comfort and cheer
me with pure love and truth sublime.
I will vanish away your tears
safely guide to that haven,
give light before your way
extend my bounty
blessings beyond
measure. I
love you
child.
Author's Note: An Octet - starting with 1 syllable, going up to 8 - or reverse from 8 syllables to 1.
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