Hi God, It's Me

"Hi God, it's me,"
He whispered to the night
"I just want to ask you
Will mommy be alright?
I know that she is very sick
And might not make it through
But God, if you make mommy better
I promise to do all I'm s'posed to do"

"God, it's me again,"
He spoke out loud
"Why can't you help my mommy?
I know that you're allowed
She keeps on getting sicker
She doesn't know my name
Every time I go to visit her
She doesn't member that I came
I just don't understand it
She's fading very fast
At least that's what the doctor's say
I know she can not last
So God, I have to ask again
Can you make her alright?
I'll pray and pray and pray again
I'll beg all through the night"

"God, I just don't get you,"
He yelled to an empty room
"I thought that you would help her out
And that she'd be better soon
Daddy says that she's gone away
To heaven to be with you
I want her to be here with me
You can come, if you want to
Daddy says that I'll never see her again
That she's going to be buried in the ground
But, he says, she will never leave
She'll always be around.
I hate you, God, I really do
For taking her away
I just can't seem to understand
Why she couldn't stay"

A decade soon passes
And the boy turns twenty-one
He goes back to mommy's grave
And stares at her gravestone.

"Hi Mom, it's me,"
He whispers through his tears
"There's something that's been bugging me
All through these many years
Could you do me a favor?
I think you'll understand"
He falls silent for a moment,
And sits on grassy land
His hand rests upon her stone
He's wishing she were here
Even as he's wishing
He feels her presence near
"Could you tell God I'm sorry?
And tell Him I didn't mean it?
I was just so angry
I didn't want to believe it
I'm afraid that He won't answer me
And that I couldn't bear
So please just tell him for me
Since I know that you are there"

Copyright ©2004: Megan E. Dickerson

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