A Phone Call
We said hello at half past one,
all our chores for the morning done;
and as we spoke about our day,
the world began to fall away.
To our highest hopes and deepest fears,
'if I had one wish, I'd wish you here,'
the tantrums and the horror shows,
the stories only you would know.
All the while with the ticking clock,
laughing as if we’d never stop;
we said good night at half past ten-
at midnight we said goodnight again.
— by Lang Leav