Last Call Poem by Francie Lynch

I called the girl
I broke up with,
So very long ago.
A number dialed
Into my brain:
862-6220.
Her father answered,
Took some time,
But put her on the phone.
I felt her breathe into the mouthpiece,
The last time she said, Hello.
I answered,
I love you all the more
Forgive me. Marry me.
I tried that number,
For old time's sake,
To see who'd take the call.
But the machine said
That line's dead,
So I can't make that call
No more.