A Phone Call Poem by Nazar Malolmuku

On a snowy morning a phone bell rings
she took it and answered
a friend of her talked more and more
about their childhood days and
ever memorable schools days
she waited for an year for that phone call
that day was January first and her birthday.
her friend never forget to call that day
and to talk about their lost life and future.
she was so sad to reveal her to days life
it was rally unexpected as they wish in child hood days
but she forget every thing after her friends call
they shared all memories and hopes
no one can stop their thoughts and feelings
they are so free to talk and share life
because they cannot live without good memories
and that memories gives more hope in their life
and she will be waiting for a phone call on next January first...
that never end as waves of good memories...