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Dear God


Dear God,

The great all glorious man in the sky

It's me,

you're originally raised catholic girl who's grandparents installed in her your love

I stayed a good girl for a long time, I prayed and I went to church

Then cussing came

And alchohol and sex

I no longer prayed or cared to visit church

I still don't, but someone did

To me he was grandpa

Can he hear me? Sometimes I hope not

Is he ok up there?

is he safe?

Does he konw all I've done?

Look whether you're real or not

I have one request

Tell him I love him

And that he's dearly missed.

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Comments (1)

fifthbrother53
<p>Nice poem. I enjoyed how honest and real you were to the reader.</p>

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