The Phone Box

1 Dec

We kept our phone

in a red box,

at the end of the Lane,

and every Friday night

at eight,

my mum and I would wait

in the dark and cold,

for my sister to call,

from Jersey in

the sun.

One Response to “The Phone Box”

  1. redgladiola December 9, 2014 at 7:19 pm #

    Beautiful image.

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