Tring tring! Good, bad and sad news you did bring You have forged friendships You have mended a  broken relationship. You have been privy to secrets galore, as whispers went to and fro. Through you, moms have exchanged a recipe or two. As a teenager, Many a moment I have engaged in enjoyable chatter Until I heard dad holler, "When are you going to let go of that receiver?" There are fewer of you today,   Your counterpart, the mobile holds sway. Looking at you Fills us with nostalgia and   memories a hundred and two.  Dear rotary phone, Red, green or blue, We will always miss you.