each and every day
I talk with you by phone
not like the days gone by
where you stood
in a phone booth ~ feeding
it with change
from your pocket
to keep
the conversation going
I talk with you freely
without being confined
to one spot
on my smartphone
we yak and yak
about everything
and how I love listening
to your voice
’cause even after
we’ve stopped talking
its sweet rhythm
sustains me
throughout the day
until the phone
rings again
and when I say hello
~ you say good morning
Image & Words by ~Keith Alan Hamilton~