Long Awaited Phone Call
You called to share you miss your family.
Crying, you choked that you wanna come home,
want home to be more than just fantasy
and wish to end your long bi-polar roam.
I know you’ve no address or even comb,
so, say, are your words styrofoam or chrome?
Brother, you’ve pressed my sibling love button,
so well-worn from emotional pressing.
I am not a dysfunction scene glutton,
but how I now hope your call’s a blessing!
Ten years have my bro-miss feel progressing.
God help me, I want what you’re expressing.
Many are the miles separating us,
but no state-count can break our sibling chain.
You talk of making can cash for a bus,
then share problems with liver, heart and brain,
say you’re hospitalized and termed insane.
My own tears swell with new hope and old pain.
Hold tight Bro, I will drive straight on to you,
cherish you, share all we knew and loved thru.
... CayCay Jennings
January 26, 2018
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2018
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