The Phone Stopped Ringing

The Phone Stopped Ringing

By Wayne Hinton

1.15.1999

My mother died – and friends called;

They all sent their love and expression of caring.

Each day I read the cards that cam

Filled with verses of peace and thoughts of love –

Then the phone stopped ringing.

My grandmother died – and, once again,

My friends came around with thought of sharing.

With warm greeting and sincere love,

Everyone wanted to help and to share the pain –

Then the phone stopped ringing.

My dad was near death and friends rallied again.

They knew our suffering was wearing.

There is only so much a person’s soul can take,

And they wanted to help lift the weight –

Then the phone stopped ringing.

I lost my job – and untold people called,

Many were bent on swearing.

They couldn’t believe the events were happening,

And offered ways to overcome them –

Then the phone stopped ringing.

God has allowed these things to happen – and given us strength,

As we faced each event we were bearing.

He has given us knowledge that our friends are still there,

Each meaning well in their own special way –

Even when the phone stopped ringing.

But, let’s not stop there – others need our help,

As they face each day with hope and daring.

Every one has their trials to face, as through this life they travel.

Let’s band together and show we care –

And not let the phone stop ringing.

The memories linger forever – there is no end

Of the pain in our hearts that is tearing

Our thoughts and feelings from the work we all have.

God has given us a bond we need to always share –

Let’s never let the phone stop ringing.

Copyright 1.15.1999