This was my first attempt at writing. I wrote it when my father died when I was nine years old.
Dear God above to thee I pray
To tell you my problem at the end of this day.
I sure do hope that You can hear
because it's about my Momma dear.
You see Daddy died.
A man we all love
but I guess you know that
since he's with You above.
Well anyway God
it makes Momma sad
and to see her that way
really makes me feel bad.
So send Momma a message
and seal it with love.
Well good night Heavenly Father
Dear Lord up above.
Susie Whiting
Copyright 1955
Oh Aunt Susie, I love that you are such an inspiration to everyone that reads your poems and letters. I love you so much
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