Poetry of Issue #8 Page 74

Every day at 5 o’clock
there is a ring from Ella

Ella fills the screen with awe
her daily call from facetime

sometimes she interrupts my plans
I miss her call from facetime

without the hugs, without her breath
but still I have the facetime

I ask to see her brother Jake
She wants to hog the facetime

Look forward to the time when there
Is no call from facetime

When I embrace their face in flesh
And say goodbye to facetime.

Pam Laskin