Theresa Ann Moore

Rookie - 0 Points (1940 / Michigan, U.S.A.)

We Cried - Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

I drove slowly down an unfamiliar country road.
The return trip home was marred by a numbing tragedy.

My cell phone began to musically ring relentlessly.
My somber son answered the call hesitantly.

His sister was calling in regard to a note we had left at her door.
'Please call me at this number, ASAP; it concerns your ailing father.'

A long period of silence was follow by… 'Heather, our Dad died today.'
My vision blurred as I came to a stop on the gravel shoulder.

With a gasping breath, I took the phone and said, 'Yes, it is true.'
We’ll need to get together soon and make funeral arrangements.


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  • (7/21/2007 2:39:00 PM)

    ''Sorry to hear''

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 21, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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