The doorbell rang
My heart it sang
But it wasn’t you
The telephone call
Was a rise, then fall
It wasn’t you
The letter I read
Was another’s instead
And not from you
And the email received
Gave me no reprieve
It was not from you
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
Excellent!! 🙂
Thanks Skye!! 🙂 🙂
Love this!
Thanks so much!! 🙂
Great poem. Think everyone has this moment in life.
Very true, thanks Charles!! 🙂 🙂
Are you sure it wasn’t me? There was a cheque for two grand in that envelope.
LOL!! 🙂 🙂
Sorry, I was tied up at a meeting. 🙂
LOL, thanks!! 🙂 🙂