Remembering Her

The phone seems useless 

beside the vase today.

She won't be there to sulk if I did not call.

And I won't be making the call 

even if I want to tell her 

How my dog bit me last night 

while playing fetch

It was an accident, I'd say

She'd tell me to see a doctor, 

quit smoking, and, When 

are you coming 

home?

I pick up the phone,
useless 

beside the empty vase, 

and remember you today, 

as I do every day.