IN THE NAME OF FATHER : POEM 3

THE  CALL
The phone call comes, a voice from far away,
A simple sound that makes my spirit bloom.
To hear your voice at the close of every day,
Dispelling shadows in an empty room.
"Just checking in," you say, a simple phrase,
But in those words, I hear the love I gave.
A testament to all my loving days,
A quiet purpose I could not unbrave.
The distant echo of a bond so deep,
That time nor space could ever wash away.
The promises a father's heart will keep,
That stand as firm as a rock from yesterday.
This is the love that spans a world apart,
And lives within the beating of my heart.
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI