Have You Gone? Have I Gone?
I get a tiny text from you.
I do remember emails.
Before those, phone conversations.
And prior to those we'd meet.
Sit for hours with coffee, tea, wine, chat.
Chats appeared to go on and on and on.
Remember those times,
the chat, wine, tea, coffee?
Then the phone calls we shared?
And then some emails,
before the occasional text?
Texts may not go on.
(23 Oct 2023)
Copyright © Andrew John | Year Posted 2023
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