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As twilight paints the fading sky,

A whispered prayer begins to fly.

For safety's cloak to keep us near,

Dispelling doubt and calming fear.

If shadows lengthen, spirits wane,

And any stumble, fall, or strain,

I pray for strength, a rising tide,

To lift us up, with hope inside.

I pray that I, with steadfast soul,

Will reach for goals, and make me whole.

That blessings bloom, a healthy grace,

Upon my family's time and space.

Not wealth untold, a grasping hand,

But solid ground, on which to stand,

Financial peace, a gentle ease,

To navigate life's shifting seas.

For every dawn, a grateful heart,

A brand new chance, a brand new start.

For breath, for life, the sun's warm kiss,

For all the joy, the inherent bliss.

For creativity's flowing stream,

A vibrant force, a waking dream.

For family bonds, a loving hold,

A story whispered, to be told.

For all you give, for all you are,

A guiding light, a distant star.

Tonight my prayer extends afar,

Embracing all, beneath your star.

The world I see, in fragile state,

God grant us grace, before it's late.

Help us, protect us, hear our plea,

Amen, so let it always be.