phone call that came

i’m in your area would love to come see

we spent so little time that afternoon

taking only an hour or so in catch up

changes you were going to make

then you had other people to see

talking of your loves the man you wanted to let go

been so long since you last visited

it was always the other way me coming to you

& not 6 months later you were gone

we all met to say our goodbyes

everybody talking of you in our lives

how we might not talk much for a while

meeting up once a year maybe two

but talking like it was yesterday we’d last met

then leaving your funeral in the knowing

you might be gone from phone calls & my times

when i’d drop in en route passing by

but you’d always be there corner of my mind

standing in your garden tending to

in my bed giving love or walking the streets

meeting you finding you in any crowd

& now that will never happen again