The card

Your name on that card
Now faded and torn
Makes me feel sad,
So empty  -  forlorn!
Right there on the back
You had signed it for me
Declaring a love
For the whole world to see.
This card was a symbol
Of love passionate and new  -
I was young and naive
When I received it from you.
But just like this card
Which has faded and frayed
The love we once had
Has long since decayed.
I dialled the numbers
You had written in pen
Recalling the passion
We both had back then!
But our love was short-lived
Because you let it go.
Did I stay in your heart
I just needed to know.
No time like the present
For contacting you,
You should learn of the son
I have been raising for you!
I heard the phone ringing,
It rang for some time
Then I heard a soft voice
At the end of the line!
"Hello?  Can I help you?
Hello - is anyone there?"
This voice from the past
Was just too much to bare!
I closed my eyes tight
As my heart skipped a beat
But I slammed down the phone
Then beat a hasty retreat!
Was there really much point
In recalling the past?
It was never 'real love'
Since our love did not last.
So I'll continue to be
A lone parent instead  -
I will stick to my story
That is Daddy is dead!
He already thinks
His Dad died in the war -
So with no more regrets
This card goes back in store!

Copyright © 2006 Cora E. Barras
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