PROMISING CALL

              

I kept a close eye on it

As I waited for it to ring

It seemed quieter than ever more than a handbag

Its silence began to nerve me

I made myself a cup of coffee

I paged through a magazine

I went to look outside through a window

Turned T.V on

Changed channels

Switched it off

Still I waited

An hour passed

I paced up & down like a caged animal

I sat down and hold a pillow tight like a little scared child

I got up

I looked at the watch

It seemed as If something was wrong with it

I glance at the phone willing to ring

Nothing

Another hour passed

If it would ring I would be in heaven

But why at this time it hasn`t ring?

I jumped at the sound of it dressed in hope

I picked up the call

A dissapointing wave washed me off

It wasn`t the promising call

Words came icy to the receiver then hunged it up

I felf empty more than an empty bottle

I still waited

The phone was still as a photo

I waited, and waited, and waited

The sound of it seemed to be coming from far as it rang again

``Hello.``

``Hey, Im sorry to call at this time, I promise I won`t make a habit of it. Will you forgive me?``

My heart melted as the words came out warm

And the voice came so tender