Dear God,
My name is Jakayla Karlaizha Crenshaw
and I live here on Earth,
and as far as I've been told,
whatever I want,
I should ask you first.
I really don't know much about you,
only what I've heard grown up's say,
they say your something really magical,
and whenever I'm sad,
you'll make it go away.
" Well, if you can really hear me,
there's something I want to discuss,
but promise you won't tell Mama,
just keep it, between the two of us.
I've been feeling a strange pain inside,
almost every single day,
it all started about a month ago,
when my Papa went away.
They said that you took him far away,
to a very special place,
they said I shouldn't cry or worry,
cause someday,
I'll see my Papa's handsome face,
I don't care what they say,
they don't know what's in my heart,
all I know is that my Papa is gone,
and it's tearing my Mama apart.
Okay, let me take a deep breathe,
and tell you what I want to say,
just be a little patient with me,
I'm just learning how to pray,
I want to make a deal with you,
and I hope that I'm not misunderstood,
I want you to give my Papa back to me,
and I promise, to always be good,
I know that sometimes I don't listen
and I can behave very bad,
but I promise to stop now,
if you let me see my Papa,
I miss him so very much,
I just don't know what to do,
I want to hug him,
kiss him,
play with him,
and want him there on my first day of school.
Who will help watch me and Laizha??
What about when I have nightmares,
who will protect me from all the monsters?
If you can really hear me, can you help me?
cause I don't understand,
how can my Papa be here with me one day,
and the next, his life is in your hands?
Who told you that you can have him?
Did you ever think of me?
Did you ever think of Grandmother,
and how lonely, she would be?
They have been together 40 yrs.
her friend through thick and thin,
They dress alike so much,
I might as well say her twin.
I don't mean to yell at you,
or disrespect you, in any kind of way,
I'm just feeling angry,
cause my Papa's gone away!
What was that you said?
I think I hear you speak,
You say my Papa is in a beautiful place,
where only good people meet,
You say that you'll watch over him,
as he watches over me.
You say you'll never leave him alone,
and by his side, you'll always be?
"Well", if that's the case,
I guess it will be alright,
that Papa spends some time with you,
until we all reunite.
Although it's still not clear to me,
the reason why he's gone,
I feel better now,
that he's safe in your arms.
"Ok", it's getting pretty late,
and I want to go to sleep,
but there's just one wish I want to make,
and I pray you grant it just for me,
I know that it's impossible,
you give me my Papa back, right now,
but could you make it springtime again,
when my Papa was still around.
Amen,
Love Jakayla