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The Phone Call
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The Phone Call |
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nona Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 139Fla |
The phone call came the one we dread the bell tolling for the dead. As I lay in my bed with visions raging through my head thrisking me through the layers of unconscious sleep. Who can this be? what do they want? as you flip thorough the files of faces in your mind Did someone die? Your heart begins to race as you flip from face to face who can it be, oh please let me see, this must not be a call for me. Now fully awake from a fitful slumber you hear at the other end of the line Forgive me please I have a wrong number. nona |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
That's one time for sure that you're glad it was a wrong number. Denise |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nona I've found myself thinking just like you a few times...probably because my close friend Margaret passed away and my mom is 73. I called her one evening and a man answered and ask who I was.. I told him I was James and he said he had some bad news for me..so I said what is it..and he told me Margaret had passed away in her sleep the night before..I told him that was bad news..death waits for no one. James |
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wayoutwalt Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 4870TEXAS (it's all big) |
whew yuh i know this well yuh good job you did |
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nona Member
since 2000-03-03
Posts 139Fla |
I actually have more than on ending for this poem not sure which I like best the other one is for the right number as it really happened this is more what I wish had happened Thanks for your comments Nona |
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