I hated that saying.
The one used to console you at funerals.
“God needed another angel.”
What’s always felt like bullshit
has become endearing.
God needed exactly you..
They’re building up heavens army of ankle biters
with the loudest snarl in the neighborhood.
God needs your thick fur summertime shed
to knit blankets from your undercoat.
God needed the chain smoking, shit-talking,
Mountain Dew drinkers for the entertainment.
They need your rambunctious energy and try-it-all attitude.
God coaxed you in with a promise of
all you can view NASCAR races.
God wanted the chaos of this earth with him.
Those of us who find ourselves left behind
are lucky to have loved such free beings.
All I know is wherever you wild things go,
that’s the good place.
That saying irks me, too.
I especially love the ending of this.