David Lasoff Poet Quatrain

The Late Night Phone Call

So what's up?  She asked,
Turning Dave down.
It's me once again
Please Dear, don't frown

And don't laugh too much either
At the worst thing for sure
I got from your haystack
Seems there's still yet no cure.

About your Mom...
She won't answer my letter
But you wouldn't have anything to do with that
Could you help and make it better?

So how long's it been?  She asked,
Not really knowing.
Too many moons
Oh dear, perhaps I should be going

'though let's hang on a bit longer
Since we don't talk real much
Anything I can do for you?
Should we try to stay in touch?

Do you need some help for something
That you and yourself can't handle?
For the sake of los gemelos
Do you ever light a candle?

So where've you been?  She asked,
Too tired to fight the yawn.
Oh here and there and all over
Yes Dear, someday we'll yak 'til dawn

But, do you have enough to live on?
And your children are they well?
Is there a man to fix the broken things?
It's okay for you to tell.

Oh well, you're sleepy now
You need to go to bed
Sweet dreams to make you happy, Dear
After the line goes dead.

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