| CALL ME HOME |
| She put away the dishes and left the sink light on Her tired eyes would need the light between now and the dawn She settled into her favorite chair a blanket upon her lap Surveyed the room, breathed a sigh And began her daily chat "God," she said "I'm tired from life and I just want to go. So anytime you're ready, Lord You can call me home "Just please wait 'til the lilacs bloom It's my favorite scent, you know I'd also like to see the rosebuds open 'fore I go "And let me hear the sparrow's song just a few times more And crickets chirping in the night A sound that I adore "I surely wouldn't want to miss the autumn colors bright And the sparkle of a virgin snow on a crisp winters night "And let me see the fullness and the brilliance of the moon... Dear God, just forget I even asked I'm not ready -- it's too soon." |
| (c) 2004 Sheila W |
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