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At one-thirty in the morning, while I was lying in bed reading my book. 
My mind wondered with thoughts of my husband. I couldn't stay focused on the story. I remembered I had my husband’s phone number in my contacts. I laid my book beside me, turned, and reached for my cellphone on the night table. I scrolled down to his name (Dad) and opened message. I've always called him Dad. When the screen came up, I typed, I love you. Then, picked out a heart to place next to it, and pushed send.

under the twilight
sweet scent of thy utter love
mournful mind wanders

      Now that I had taken care of what was bothering me, I put my cellphone back.  I picked up my book and started reading where I left off. Five minutes into my book, I heard a ping. I got a little frighten. I thought to myself; It couldn't be him. That is silly,  that just cannot be. I put my book back-down and picked up the cellphone. There in a bubble message read, “Who is this?” I put the cellphone back-down ignoring the message. I thought to myself, hmm…someone had my husband old number. I started feeling guilty. What if, the person gets in trouble. If, a wife or husband finds and read the message? Or, I woke someone up and thought they had an admire.  I decided to massage back.

I am sorry you must have my husbands all phone number. He passed away a year and a half ago, so I just wrote that message for him. Sorry, I won’t do that again. I apologize.

The person wrote back and said, 

“No, no, you’re ok! You do have the wrong number; I know times can be tough. Love you too & so does HE!!! <3 God Bless you. Have a good night.”

quiet and peaceful
consumed with poetic love
tearful grief embrace

3/22/2020

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