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One A.M.
The phone rang
and drowsily I mumbled 'Hello?'
'Faye, Faye? This is David
'Poppa...Poppa?'
'I just wanted to tell you that it is so beautiful here.'
The voice faded and I jerked awake.
The phone was not in my hand
It had not rung
but the voice was fresh in my mind
and I am sure that it is so beautiful there
©Copyright March 16, 2007 by Faye Sizemore
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