I couldn't tell where you were
I did hear you speak to me through text
so blessed for you to help me
my phone is now well
so am I, thanks to you
exhausted yet, I must find sleep
your sweet heart shined through the page
a little box told me so
your typing and mannerism glowed
yet I wish to see you someday
perhaps in a coffee shop
at a book store within two aisles away
even two miles either way
no matter the cost, no matter the way
'Marianne' thanks so much for connecting my line
had such a grand time
can you hear me now?
can you hear me now?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am Marianne (Reninger) another wordsmith. Loved your little tale of kindness and civility. Odd how now we remember the kindness as the exception rather than the norm....Nice...