Aging prayer

Dear Lord,

I suppose I will understand these things
that come with largeness, once darkness and death
offer to me freedom from my drying skin.
I'm not in danger (I do not believe)
of losing my reserved room in your mansion.
If you remember, I did not question
your will, when I almost died giving birth.
Nor when that arson burned my house to the ground.
Nor when GMAC repossessed my car
when I did not owe them a single cent.
No, Lord. I did not even question why
I was 28 with a dead husband.
I hope and pray, my name is written in your book.
I have asked for little but thanked for much.
But now I need to ask for a favor.
Lord, can you please tell me where my keys are?

Amen

"God has a sense of humor after all HE made me"