I heard a chance ring on the phone.
Three heart beats later I was still alone.
But now the days a little brighter.
With hope eternal a little lighter.
Until I die I'll think of you.
But still I sigh and wait my due.
I don't know who hung up this time.
And left my heart searching for rhyme.
What can be said when you can't find words.
When it all just seems it's for the birds.
How many times can you breath this air.
Of a time in life that was so rare.
I guess only the heavens know.
Where love in broken hearts does go.
It's forever whispered on the wires.
As the ache tirelessly inspires.
Copyright © Leslie Albright | Year Posted 2018
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