by Katherine Miller

Created on: October 15, 2009

Hold the phone

Did I hear you right

It's my mother

She called last night

I don't recall an apology yet

Its been 10 years I don't regret

She started the fight

What does she expect

For me to forgive her

Yeah right, what will she ask for next

The years have passed by

I wonder so many times

As I talk with my own daughter

How sad it is life is passing me by

It is 10 years later, two decades lost

That apology I asked for

No longer seems so important

When the phone finally rings

It's my brother this time

He tells me Mom's gone

But she left me something

I listen in disbelief as he reads me her note

Which simply read this;

Twenty years has passed

and not a single day goes by

that I look at that phone

and don't begin to cry

Our fight it occurred in the heat of the moment

But our life continued on, each day regardless

I never recalled even a month after that day

What we argued for, and now I can say

That my love for you my daughter

Grew greater each time

That your daughter would call me

And tell me forgiveness was on your mind.

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