It Makes Me Anxious When I Hear the Phone

It makes me anxious when I hear the phone

But Michael understands, and makes his way

To answer it unless I’m here alone

 

We’d done our level best with him, we’d shown

Him endless love and nurtured him each day

But now I’m anxious when I hear the phone

 

It rang that day as I was making scones

“Oh Hell” I said - it hadn’t stopped all day -

And answered it, and I was here alone

 

I heard him gasping “Mum”, and then he moaned

It didn’t help that Michael was away

It makes me anxious when I hear the phone

 

They found him on the floor, just skin and bone

And rang me back, not knowing what to say

I answered it, and I was still alone

 

I knew that it was bad news from her tone

And she informed me Ben had passed away

It makes me anxious when I hear the phone

I never answer now when I’m alone

 

 

If you enjoy dailypoem.net, please share it with your friends by sending them this page or a link to it or by using one of the share buttons.