I hope she hears

I need my phone to make a call

There’s someone waiting far out there

So, I rush down the hall

There is so much I want to share

I hope to get her when she has a slot,

because with her work she is busy a lot

I need my phone, oh! I wonder where

Lost it again – I’d almost bet

A glimpse of it; I race like a hare

This took too long, I feel regret

That spills away in silent tears

I shall call now, I hope she hears

I have my phone now in my hand

Unlocking it—no mystery

I hold it close, as something grand

Smile not—this phone knows our story

No one would guess what lies in thought

Her work still keeps her time well caught

Without further ado, I dial her number

The ring does sound like a slow wail

The time nears to wake from slumber

I pray she picks up before voicemail

It has been ringing a while, the end nears

If she is away, I hope she hears