Telephone
If heaven had a telephone
oh my dear yaiyai
the way your line would ring.
The angel Raphael
would tell me to stop calling.
On your birth day
and every holiday
in between.
I would call you and sing
jingle bells, trick or treat,
we would talk until you
went to sleep.
if heaven had a telephone
I wouldn't have to wait
so long until we meet.
I can only imagine
what we would talk about.
Like how cool is Jesus fr
And is there gold?
….everywhere throughout?
Or when I start giving you
all the earthly tea
you would remind me
to stop gossiping
…, but keep on listening.
I know you would
be busy too
cuz you gotta track
all the folks praying.
And when I remind you
mines coming through
at three
you be like sis
"that's cheating"
but somehow
…. I get all my blessing.
if only heaven had a telephone
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem