the power of prayer

on the way home from
the beach once,
she prayed for chicken.
she looked over
at me driving and said,
let's pray together,
join me in this prayer
for fried chicken.
what about potatoes,
I said. and biscuits.
okay, she agreed.
let's add that into
our prayer, she closed
her eyes as i focused
on the road ahead of us.
dear god, she said.
I don't ask for much
in this world, but
I'm really hungry
and I'd really like some
fried chicken, so please
dear god, show us a place
where we can stop
and eat. she opened her
eyes and looked over
at me. potatoes and
biscuits I added in,
to which she said,
amen. within a mile
or two we were eating
fried chicken. two years
later other prayers
went unanswered.