The Call Poem by Christine P

The 42nd birthday call to you, made my heart skip a beat or two.
I was nervous and stressed, but put on my best. With friends at my side I didn't have to the call alone. So I stopped pacing and picked up that old telephone.
I hoped that I would hear your beautiful voice.
And when you didn't pickup I couldn't rejoice.
I left a message of birthday wishes for you.
And I told you I loved you a time or two.
I hope this message doesn't land on the queue,
and I hope you heard it, and know I was thinking of you.