Hello, operator, I would like to place a call to Heaven
I want to ask Saint Peter a question, in fact, I am Begging
You see, he allowed my parents in, and I do not know what to do
I was so unprepared for this I still try to call home at a quarter past two
Who would have thought I would crave their guidance even as a grown man?
Even though they raised me up, I do not think I am ready to lead my own clan
I know in my heart I do not have a choice
please, Saint Peter, I want them to hear my voice
I want to tell them I love them
I want to say I need them
I want them to see their grandson, a real Phenom
I just want one more chance to say I love you to my mom
Saint Peter, I beg of you, you can have my all!
Just name your fee and accept my call!
My eyes burn from all these tears
Because my reality has become one of my greatest fears!
I will pray and do good deeds days 1-7
Just please take my call in heaven….
~Poetic Ice
I lost my father in 2017, and my mother just last September. I was so close to them and wrote a lot for them, and this broke my ability for a while. This was one of the first things I could get out and it was a plea for one last conversation. We’ve all been there, and it gets easier with time as they say. But I’d give my all just to have one more conversation.
Letavious, what a beautiful collection of words straight from the heart to Heaven itself. I could respond to this in great detail, because of the emotions and imagery your poem produced. I lost my mom at the age of 13. My dad at 23. I am very devout in my faith believing that while you were writing, St. Peter was listening and acting, taking your request to the Eternal Father. I will remember you in my prayers and the souls of your parents as well.
Thank you so much! I couldn’t imagine losing my parents as young as you did. I was blessed to make it to almost 30 before losing my father then my mom 2 years later. You’re strength and faith is something to be admired.
Letavious…. my heart to you and tears sniffed back…. Beautiful words my friend. Thank you for this and the encouragement too. I lost my Uncle this year and I was thinking of this and my family. We will meet again. This is my belief. Here for you!
Tank you so much for reading. sorry for the loss of your uncle
I am the last member of my family. Your poem touched me deeply.
Thank you for reading Mr. Tyler, and were all part of this human family so you are far from the last my friend!
I agree with your friend. Thank you for reading
I had a friend once refer to life after parental death as, “the new normal”. It doesn’t get easier with time, it’s just different forever, and you get used to a new way of life.
Thanks for sharing this beautiful poem!