Every morning
Awaiting patiently
With an intent my phone would ring
So I could hear you speaking
But there's not a single call
So here I sit again
On May8th, awaiting patiently
Half the morning passed away
Still I sit waiting
It's early afternoon
Still here I sit
Probably what I wanted is just a call
It's late afternoon
Still here I sit
There has been no call
Daylight has turned to night
There has been no phone call
Mother's day has come and almost gone
Still here I sit
With my eyes filled with tears
Lingering onto mobile
Looking forward for your call
Scrolling through the call logs
Assuming you were busy
celebrating with your family
©jaya3
J