Thank You For Listening Poem by Monita Soni

When I call
You pick up the phone
You maybe just waking up
To rush kids off to school
Or your lids heavy with trials
Of a woman’s day
But you always ask
How are you?
Or what is new?
Always you amaze me
With your kindness
The glass of water
By your treadmill
How you sense that I might
Need a chocolate
To close my day
You are not judgmental
Always on my side
Helping me sort out
My storms
Over wine or scrumptious brownies
And you also pick up the phone in a cinema hall.....