Telephones in the night

Awakened from the depths of oblivion
.The professional voice emotionless.
She died a few minutes ago
it was peaceful and sudden.
.Alone in the dark I weep.
Feeling insecure
like a small boy again.
A stupid thought comes to me.
Who will take care of me now?
Then I remember her soft lips.
Kissing me on my fevered brow
as a little boy.
The sweet fragrance
that was only hers.
Her face so beautiful to me.
I lay a dark suit on my bed
Accessorized a black tie and white shirt
Black for my mood white for her purity.
How come I did not call her last night?
Just to say thank you.
No much more than thank you
So much more.
I call her number to hear her voice again.
She says please leave a message.
I whisper
I love you mom.