Tag: phone
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Are You Ready?
It is time The seconds, minutes led me here The hour has come I have waited Oh so patiently For the arrival of a new day But at long last I have received the call And I answered in return This time there was no dial tone I wasn’t sent to voicemail The call wasn’t…
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Old Photos
Old pictures lead us to long forgotten memories. Wooden frames hold beautiful moments frozen in time. Forging a connection between the past and the present. The feelings and glances that happened but didn’t last. Seconds recorded in one bright flash. Former Kodak sentiments etched into the lens of a smart phone. But every photo speaks…
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Ten Toes Down
This poem is dedicated to my Dad. Ten Toes Down I reach for my phone to dial you at home… only to realize you’re gone. I tried to forget about you. My heart wanted to move on, but I get lost playing hopscotch on the number of our memories. I’m at a thousand, but I…
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