HEAVEN GOT A PHONE

In the realm of dreams and wonder, Where angels dance and lightning thunders, Does heaven hold a phone to call, To connect us to those who've taken the fall? Ah, my dear friend, the answer is unclear, For heaven's secrets we cannot adhere. But in the depths of our longing hearts, We can imagine a line that never departs. If heaven had a phone, what would it say? Would it whisper words to light our way? Perhaps it would speak of love and grace, Guiding us through life's challenging maze. It might carry messages of hope, To those who struggle just to cope. A comforting voice, gentle and kind, Reminding us that love is hard to find. But let us not forget, my dear, That heaven's presence is always near. In the whispers of the wind and the sun's warm embrace, In the laughter of loved ones, we find heaven's trace. So, though we may long for a heavenly call, Let us remember that love transcends all. And in our hearts, the connection remains, A phone to heaven, where love sustains. Romique