The Perfect Phone Call

Time can be perfect when it goes like this:
Dreaming of Mari, her arms and her kiss
My time at the therapist went alright
My pain had subsided; I slept last night
I picked up my phone, called Daniel, my son
He liked playing soccer; today he’d won!
My boy sounded happy; my boy is good.
He works hard at school like he knows he should.
We’d just said “Goodbye;” the phone rang once more
My Mari was calling, just like before
Her voice made me happy; I love to hear
about her, about her. I’d love her near.
I promised I’d visit when I was healed
My love for my Mari is never concealed.

Love Forever Sweetie.

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