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Me And Me Mate Upstairs!I have to tell it true and say; I have Him up the wall! And every time I have a problem, I always give my God a call! I raise my eyes to the ceiling, And shout; ‘God, are ya there tonight?' And no matter what the time is; He will always make things right! For He always answers my call, Well, I guess He tries his best, And after all, when said and done, I always put Him to the test! But recently things have got worse, And gone, oh, so very wrong, And I said to Him; I did, ‘God, I'm not feeling very strong!' ‘That's ok, kid!' He said this night, ‘It's allowed you know, to feel sad! And it's also ok to say; That sometimes you think I'm bad!' So I said to Him, I did; ‘Lord, what about when I question you? And shout and rant and rave! And blame you the way I do!' ‘Nope, I don't get mad at all, You're allowed to question why! But be sure of this, for this is so; You won't get the answers until you die!' But God I said, ‘don't you mind Don't I do your head in at all?' ‘Listen kid!' He replied to me, ‘When you want me, just give me a call!' So I lay in bed and thought about it, About all the chats I have with my mate, And though I must have Him up the wall; I still think this fella's great! So as I settled down to sleep this night, I whispered once again; ‘Thank you very much my God, For letting me drive you totally insane!' Now I though that He had signed off, And didn't expect a reply from Him! He whispered right back at me; ‘Catherine, you make me grin!' ‘Well thank you very much!' I said; But I really thought you had gone!' Nope, not yet,' He answered, ‘I think our chats are rather fun!' ‘And don't you worry kid!' He said, You're not a pain at all! And the same goes for you every day, When you need me, give me a call!' So I smiled myself a little smile, After another nightly chat, And thanked Him very much, For putting up with me like that! Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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