A Quick Call
The rain hit hard.
Pounding and banging on the windows
like fists of lament
Then the darkness came
A reminder to call loved ones
Being one of the lucky ones
my cell rang and I smiled
The lightening lighting up the sky
was some sight
The electricity a message of love.
A few hours later, listening to music
recollecting our conversation
tears pushed through
A mixture of being grateful but knowing
you won't always be around
"I'm okay mum..."
I just hope I never forget
the sound of your voice.
"love you!"
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