Thanks for the poem...but no please do not fall in love with me. It hurts to know...,my chest is in pain now.....

A Dearest girl I knew, sat glowing upon my lap,

surely brought me a tear, one I didn’t expect.

What would you like for your birthday my Dear?

I would like it if the Angels & God could hear.



But they can hear you my Dear, yes surely its true.

Well Gor, they never hear what I ask them to do…

On radio & TV, they’re showing us all,

Saying people with no food or even rainfall.



I ask God & Angels to make things well,

But on TV, there’s no change you can tell.

I don’t think that God ever hears me, not at all…

He must be too busy to hear a little girl very small?



Maybe that’s it! said me… quite choked sitting there.

Tears in her eyes she asked “Is God busy some where?”

You see my tummy’s full, my home warm as a rug.

Tearful me then nodded, giving her an affectionate hug.



Well my dear, I’ll call in on God and will be saying:

They should listen to you among all people praying…

I’ll make sure others too & all angels hear,

to the sweetest kind words, from your heart my Dear.



I love you Dear, so very much.