Greetings Fellow Travelers...
I just enjoyed Valentines Day with my wife, Janie. We went to see "He's not into you" last night. Not bad for a chick flick.
The day before, on Friday, I learned something painful. It was then that my mind started working on this poem, which happens often. I just don't write them down- until now.
It's not very long, but it is sincere and I wrote it from the heart.
the phone that does not ring
When one can sit and be alone
In the center of a crowd
And hear the silence of a phone
Is there anything as loud?