A20:41
I called my mother tonight.
I called my mother tonight.
Her voice was tired but warm.
Her voice was tired but warm.
She asked about my day.
She asked about my day.
I told her about my painting.
I told her about my painting.
She does not understand art.
She does not understand art.
But she always listens.
But she always listens.
She said my colors are happy.
She said my colors are happy.
That made me smile.
That made me smile.
We talked about small things.
We talked about small things.
The weather, her garden, my job.
The weather, her garden, my job.
I felt close to her.
I felt close to her.
Distance does not matter on the phone.
Distance does not matter on the phone.
The Sound of Her Voice
by @mason_18