April 12, 2010

The Call

The Call

By John R.Greenwood


Brng…


Brng…


Brng…

Late at night

The silence of black

Broken

The dreaded call

The worst of all

Get here quick-

It’s not good-

Heart pounding

Mind racing

I’ve never thought this far

What if?

She doesn’t make it?

He doesn’t make it?

I never got a chance

to say

Before you leave

This world

I lov


Click.


J.R.G.4.12.2010

Dedicated to one of my drivers who called one night from his route. He’d received a call from a family member telling him to get to the hospital as quickly as possible. I wrote this a short time later in the middle of the night. I have received many of these calls over the years. Each time I do - my heart pauses and readies itself.

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