Lost Phone

I lost my phone
And worried for an afternoon
Hoping a good soul found it.
I called my number
And listened to it ring.
I didn't leave a message.
I tried a few more times
Not expecting success
But half hoping I would answer
And tell myself where I could
Find my phone.
If only
I could talk to myself more often
Things would be better.
I could find my lost phone
And all the other things
Physical or not
Missing in my life.

© Poem Fix 2012
Photo by Tom Murphy

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