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Poem May 21, 1979 Issue

On expectancy

Lona Ingwerson

"I pray and I pray,
and the darkness goes away,"
said my child.

A childlike thought—
that darkness flees after prayer.
It says so much of trust,
of faith, of expectancy.

When you pray,
do you know
the darkness will go away?

Lona Ingwerson

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