Eight to eleven numbers
Zero- one- one
Send a message, make a call
Nine- two- five- three
Hear a friendly voice, receive a reply
Two- five- one- zero
Always there within a finger's touch
My thoughts, my words
Zero- one- six
Travel down the line to you
Seven- one- four- three
Hear me cry out, are you there?
Seven- three- two- three
I thank you for answering me.
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Written on 2nd September, posted on 6th September
I don't memorize many phone numbers.
These are just two of the little I do memorize.
Two phone numbers of two very special friends.
This poem is dedicated to those two people.
I am very lucky to have them in my life.
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