God I'd like to hear a poem

God I want to hear a poem 

I want to hear a poem 

about Roads and streets 

and how people never liked spiders

 but somehow 

they're still building their own webs

God I want to hear a poem 

about snow 

about how each flake is different 

about the way you manage that

God I want to hear a poem

 about rain and how it graces all of us 

just not at the same time 

or in the same way

God I want to hear a poem 

about Rivers 

I want to hear a poem 

about how Rivers 

caress the mountains 

as they make their way down them

God I want to hear a poem 

about the way the sunlight 

goes through the clouds 

and what you'd call that

God I want to hear a poem 

about the way trees grow 

and how they die 

and how each one of them was made

God I want to hear a poem 

about this earth you made 

And The things you love about it 

I want to hear a poem 

about how the rivers run 

and how the sky is constantly

 in motion

God I want to hear a poem 

about us about these little things 

and how week we are 

but how we can do great things

God I want to hear a poem

about the boy I love 

and where he is 

and how he's doing 

because God I want to hear a poem 

about him and how you made him 

because God I don't know 

how you managed 

to make someone so perfect 

because God 

I want to hear about him

God I want to hear a poem about whether or not he thinks about me 

as much as I think about him 

because I'm always thinking 

about him 

God i'd like to hear a poem 

about how you see our love story 

partly because 

it might be a great love story 

from your point of view

 but mostly because 

I just love to hear how it's going

God I'd really just love to hear a poem

 It doesn't have to be about him 

and it doesn't have to be about us 

I'd just like to hear a poem

God I'd like to think 

that you could write me a poem

 I'd like to think 

that you have a way with words 

but God I really don't care 

I'd just like to see some effort

 I'd really like to hear a poem 

I'd like to hear a poem about hope 

about something to hope for 

because God 

I don't think I have a lot of that 

but God I think 

you've given me so many opportunities 

I think I need to have hope 

And God

 if you could write a poem about hope what would it sound like

Moths and Butterflies

My childhood was full of debates

was a fox a kind of dog or a kind of cat
why are only baby ducks yellow
and how do they change colors anyways
how do blue and yellow mix to make green
which came first the chicken or the egg
why is it that wearing mittens
helped me sleep through cold nights
how do allergys work
why are mirrors not see through

but the one that stuck with me the longest was

moths and butterflies

my first impression was that moths were boy butterflies
but maybe they were old butterflies
then i found out certain caterpillars
grow up to be certain moths or certain butterflies
and then i wondered

do caterpillars know weather or not they will become a moth or a butterfly
do they get disappointed when they come out a moth

why do moths fly around at night if they like light so much

are butterflies cocky
why don't they fly around at night
can moths see in the dark better
are butterflies rude to moths

is that why moths only fly around at night

if i were a caterpillar
would i grow up to be a moth or a butterfly

nocturnal teenager jokes aside
I like night time
and i have never felt like a beautiful butterfly
maybe a slightly pretty moth
if I'm lucky
I'm not good at confrontation
and i enjoy naps in the sun

but it took me a long time to accept
that it's okay
to not be a butterfly
Because moths can be pretty too