And She Called
by Marc Caputo
February 1, 2007
She knew not why
Maybe to stem a cry
Maybe a voice inside
told her to try.
And she called.
She knew he'd long to hear
her voice that that sounds so dear.
And she called.
Her mind told her otherwise,
but her heart could not disguise
her long to hear
his voice that sounds so dear.
And she called.
Her heart fell in despair
when she called
and he was not there.
So she left him a message
in hopes that he would
caller back as fast as he could.
Her heart raced
and a smile came across her face.
HE called!
They talked for a while
and made each other smile,
but their call was cut short.
An end to their consort.
She wondered that night
should she call again in despite
of all that was and will ever be.
So until next time my love,
my heart, my sweet dove,
call whenever
because I'll be here forever.
Will she call...
About the author:
37 year old father of 2. VP of a local home builder. Not sure where this poem came from, but it just hit me on the way home from work one day. I had to pull over and write it down before I lost it.
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