A Magical Thing When We PrayA Poem by Chris TaylorA whimsical way to remember to prayA Magical Thing When We Pray by Chris T. It was a great and important mission to fulfill the commission To endeavor to find a treasure most fine. We awoke that day and were sent into the fray In search of a confection so pretty in the walls of our city. My son and I; dared to give it a try So we jumped in our jeep and made a blind leap To barrel down streets searching for a candy so sweet. This search all began, to become a grand plan Due to the hook of our new favorite book. For the story of a boy who was looking for joy In Wonka’s chocolate mastery inside his factory’s menagerie So, with my son in tow, we did go go go And we made our car roar, all the way to the store. and burst through the door when our feet hit the floor, And made for aisle six to get our candy fix Oh bother, drat and grind, no Wonka bar we could find For it seems there was hard candy, but that’s no so dandy When your endeavor to search is now left in the lurch Because Nerds and Gobstoppers they’ve got, but don’t sell the candy bar they ought. Then a terrible thing crossed our mind, would we ever score our treasured find And one fact became quite clear, none of the stores sold the bar so dear. I pulled over the car and we started to pray, that victory would be ours on this very day. Then at the last store that seemed pretty far, was the last one in town of Wonka’s Candy bar. © 2012 Chris TaylorAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 15, 2012 Last Updated on August 18, 2012 Tags: candy bar, children's stories, chocolate, confection, gobstoppers, God, hard candy, Jesus, nerds, poetry, Prayer, prose, scavenger hunt, son, The Great Plains, Willy Wonka, Wonka Bar AuthorChris TaylorSioux Falls, SDAboutI am a writer, poet, musician of 30 years, husband, father and follower of the Most High God. I try to let my writing point the way back to a relationship with Jesus. When I am not writing I am probab.. more..Writing
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