Musing Poem by Smoky Hoss

Conversing with myself over thoughts of 'home',
I ponder me, lonesome and alone,
Wondering... If I saw Heaven
And Heaven saw me
What then, would each of us truly see?
And moreover, which of the two
Would find the better view?
If I spoke what I thought to God
Could, possibly, He think it wise,
Or just all rather odd?
For whom would say anything to Him
That He had never heard before,
Time, and times again?
-Even so,
With all that God does vastly know,
I still must consider - for at least just a little while -
There certainly must be some words
That give Him cause to pause,
And even most likely, smile.