Sweet Delight

a poem by Vinod Pallikandi

Telephone rings to a sweet delight
Ushering in joy of an endless night
Smashing records for hours called
Dawn and dusk pass bewildered

Talk, argue and often fight
Emotions echo well past midnight
The welcome strain from ear to ear
Broken by an occasional tear

The chatter and all the laughter
Will surely stay on ever and after
To keep or lose your comforting voice
Either way do I have a choice?

Your dial sent a ring right into my heart
Striking the soul, to never part
And now dear as I wish you well
I must thank Alexander Graham Bell.