Prayer

If there is a god

I think she would like me,

what with my underspokenness

and my ability to laugh and cry

so hard, so close.

It’s not all rosy, though,

there are things she’d encourage

me to fix, in our friendship

mine and hers.

But in the end, she would see

how hard I am trying,

and tell me, “keep going,

why don't you.”

Yes, if there is a god,

I think we would be buddies.

I hope so

Or rather,

I pray.