The Forgiveness Poem

Ercilia Delancer Creative Writing February 5, 2009 Writing Assignment #2

The Forgiveness Poem Her voice came on shrill and insistent Where have you been? Why haven’t you called? My sobering explanations weren’t enough To temper her anger and allay her fears .

I, in turn, demanded some space A little bit more freedom from family and friends Not be burdened with so many requests For phone calls and letters, messages to be sent Some distance to be kept, some time to myself.

The click sounded faint, almost not heard Hello! Hello! Hello! I shouted to no one at the other end She had cut me off, just like death.

I miss her voice, her laughter and gumption Our weekly gripe sessions And even the occasional altercation

I want to call her and ask to try again My fingers on the keys don’t dare to press Forgiveness doesn’t come easy And so I delay.