The Eavesdropper
The Eavesdropper
An old man in his nineties
sat down and started praying.
I leaned in a little more
to hear what he was saying.
Dear God it's been awhile
since You n me has spoken.
Ever since You took my Angel
and left my poor heart broken.
I see my own end's coming soon
and I ain't afraid o dyin.
It's safe to say I been an ass
there won't be a lotta cryin.
I been selfish all my days
Angel used to get so mad.
I wouldn't let her say a word
as I told about the day I had.
She used to talk about her dreams
all hopin and just wishin.
I barely heard a thing she said
always thinkin bout goin fishin.
Good Lord in our younger days
that girl was quite the looker.
I been thinkin lately Lord
n I know why You took her.
I never paid her any mind
acted like I didn't care.
Until I woke to find her gone
and found You took her there.
So here I am God man to man
I done learned to face my sorrow.
I come to say I'm sorry
n hope I see you tomorrow.
If you see my Angel there
tell her I kin barely wait to hold her.
And Lord if You're still listening
get this asshole off my shoulder.
Then he turned and looked at me
and he gave an evil grin.
He said If'n you ain't got no prayer o your own
feel free to jump right in.
Edwin C Hofert
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