Friday, October 15, 2021

The Message

The phone message began 

with my first name so I 

knew it was a stranger.

 

I thought, What if time had

slipped?  What if I was being

given a chance to redeem

my life?  Make other choices

than the ones chosen?  

 :

I thought of my family 

and friends, those I love,

of all the stories, of where

I am and who I am,

 

waited for the message to end.


-Byron Hoot

hootnhowlpoetry.com.  

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