Prayer

God of love,
I thank you for this sweet life,
for the winter sunshine,
for the bright air
and the crackle of frost.
And I pray for your love and hope
to be with all who must come
to the end of this sweet life
in a room away from the outside light,
away from those they love;
all who must become
a forgotten statistic.
God help us all
to love one another,
by the masks on our faces,
and the needles in our arms,
showing that we care.