The Angels Were Generous

A Conversation with God

Beloved Son, we want you home.
You've lived your life, we want you here.
We call to you to cease your roam.
You've heard our call, come home to us.

Oh no, I can't - at least not yet.
I cannot leave this perfect love.
The other half of sweet duet.
A little more, I need to stay.

Okay, you've won, for just awhile.
You stay and love, but hear us well.
We need you home, our dear, sweet child.
We've called you once. Do not ignore.

Father, please, I'm having fun.
I love to laugh, and so much more
I want to stay. I'm just not done.
A little more, please let me stay.

Son, our son, we've let you stay,
We've let you love and let you laugh.
It's time. Come home. You've had your way,
Now we have ours and need you here.

I beg you please, I need awhile.
I have more songs I want to sing,
More life, more love, more hugs, more smiles.
Please, oh please, don't take me yet.

More than once we called for you,
But heard your cries and let you stay.
We need you here, you're overdue.
We *need* you, Son. Come home. Come home.

for Morgan (John) McCann, who finally answered the call July 2004.