His Phone Call
12/10/2019
Have you ever sat there
listening at the door
when both your kids are sleeping
beside you on the floor?
You listen for his voice again
but cannot hear a thing
you think the phone call ended
then you hear the ring.
Did he know you were awake
when his mistress came to call?
What is the thought in his mind
That no one would take the fall?
For now it is the problem
of not one parent but two
to find an explanation
as to why their mommy’s blue.
They wonder if it was their noise
or the messes that they made
You try to tell them they are fine
It was you who was well played.
You try to show them that you can
move on without your man
But in the end, this all just sucks
This was definitely not the plan.
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