Poetry: One missed call.
Wouldn't it be great if you could make a call to heaven? Talk to the ones we lost to soon, hear their voice, one more time. To have the apportunity to say what we decided at the time not to say, to say anything and don't have a care in the world about how stupid we sound. Wouldn't it be great if we could make a call to heaven? Just to make sure you are allright, so we can find peace, and let you R.I.P. Wouldn't it be great if we could pick up the phone and call to heaven? Because we can't move on, without knowing everything. Wouldn't it be great if you could make a call to heaven and get answerd to the question you always wanted to know? Some words and questions that are killing you inside. Phones we may not have, but one thing i'm sure of is that god is our voice mail.-A
