The Weight of Belief

written while watching my grandmother pray.

Bible lying open,
rosary in my hand,
reading the passages,
trying hard to understand.

God loved the world so much
that He gave His only begotten Son.
If I believe hard enough,
my end won’t really come.

I will go to heaven,
live in paradise.
Happiness will be everlasting-
that will be my prize.

For being a good little girl,
saying my prayers before I sleep,
knowing He will forgive me,
that my soul He will keep.

Written S.A.B. 2002