Sitting here <br />waiting for your phone call <br />but my phone is dead. <br />The cool breeze blew through the window <br />crept silently over my body, <br />it made me shudder. <br />With the phone being silent and <br />I couldn’t even hear the crickets tonight, <br />it made me feel so lonely. <br />I wouldn’t even go out with my friends <br />for I was hoping you’d call me tonight <br />but it was all in vain. <br />Just call me <br />if you really love me or <br />is there another woman in your life. <br />Please be honest with me, darling. <br />Just don’t keep me hanging on a piece of string. <br />Sitting here alone <br />waiting for your ring <br />but my phone is dead.<br /><br />Noreen Ann Jenkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/waiting-for-your-call-2/
