When I left the store
I lost my car
Were did I park it
It couldn’t be far
In just a few minutes
My car had appeared
My food didn’t melt
As I had feared
Before finding my car
I said a quick prayer
Not out loud
People would stare
I pray I’ll drive safely
When driving a friend
Who can not drive
Who is on the mend
I pray that I win
When playing a game
I am a poor loser
I must proclaim
Am I praying in vain
Should I really belive
If I do have faith
Good luck I’ll receive
By, Randee Saber 6/22/06
