![]() The Call in the NightA Poem by Starrweaver![]() A bit of humor for those that have dealt with such things as calls in the middle of the night.![]()
Sound asleep, the clock chimes three, In peaceful slumber I dream happily, When into my restful night comes a ringing, The noisy clanging loud and clear in the dark somewhere. Half awake I jump up from my bed, Seeking to silence the insistent shrieking, My bed lamp tilts then hits the floor..."Crash!" The edge of the table finds my knee with a resounding "Crack!" Muttering curses, (best not put in print) I try to reach the source of that merciless ringing! At last I grasp it, the silence so sweet, Who is it, I ponder as I rasp "Hello" into the phone, Wanting to cry when I hear the dial tone. Oct. 21, 1987 © 2010 StarrweaverReviews
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1 Review Added on July 26, 2008 Last Updated on October 5, 2010 Author![]() StarrweaverAugusta, GAAboutBeen writing since I was 6 with my first illustrated tale about a herd of wild horses. I write across several genre, including mixing them into a rather interesting batter. But thankfully, they all se.. more..Writing
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