The Call Poem by Brandi Clingan
The Call
The call came
I thought it was a game
Calling your phone
hoping that your home
Listening to your voice
wondering if you had a choice.
The call came
I realized it wasn't a game
Thinking hard about past days
Wondering how to find my way in this haze
The call came
God had staked his claim
Forever in his arms will you rest
for he knows what is best
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