You're reminded that they're gone
So used to making that annual call
Now there's no phone to call upon
Not even an excuse to hear their voice
when the ringing comes to a close
Taking in that simple message
Every word a fragrant rose
Not this year, not ever again
no "Please leave a message"
or "I'll get back to you when"
Nothing left but memories
and phantom notifications
Mental reminders to call them up
on all the important occasions
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