Love Me

Why pray only now and then?
Am I not important to you?
In times of trouble, you cry to Me -
When life makes you to.

How do you think a father feels
To rarely get a call;
He knows if he wouldn't help,
His son wouldn't talk at all.

I want My children to love Me...
Not just by words, but deeds;
To pour out their hearts because of praise...
Not because they have a need.

I'll always love you, My son,
Even if you never talk to Me;
But I have feelings too,
And cry tears, you just can't see.

How much more I love you
Than anyone ever could;
I give gifts, and help in trouble,
Yet you don't love Me like you should.

Don't take My love for granted,
And pray but once in a while;
Will you call more because you love Me?
It sure would make Me smile.