With some of our contacts
Names and addresses,
This address book
Simply expresses
Over the years, people
We’ve known and
Not known.
Reasons for joyful
reunions or tears.
People to phone
Or not phone.
With crossed out details
On curled up pages,
From the days of Love’s
Sweet rages.
Mine is lilac shimmered in pink.
His is blue, a vital link
With our families and
Absent friends,
But when we replace it
It all depends on which
Names to keep.
Perhaps not the ones
Who deprived us of sleep?
Or the ones we thought
We loved or those who
Moved, or the immature
Who simply grooved.
There are of course names
We know by heart
And hopefully ring before they depart.
Oh! How dreadful if we
Are unable to trace
The wonderful ones
We can never replace!
Phone me!


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