THE RINGING OF THE PHONE

The seconds pass, the minutes fly,
The hours come and go,
Yet still I sit and wait for you
To call me on the phone.

The memories of time we spent
Together long ago
Have haunted me all night as I’ve
Waited for you to phone.

I long to hear from you again
Before I have to go,
So patiently I’m waiting for
The ringing of the phone.

April 2, 1981

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