Waiting and Worrying

My cousin never showed up

At a place he should have been.

His phone goes straight to voice mail;

No one knows where to begin.

 

He’s always been reliable

So this is not the norm.

My sister called the police to file

A missing person form.

 

We live in times where contact

Can be made in seconds flat.

When it isn’t, there’s not much

That we can do to alter that.

 

Thus we sit and wait and worry,

Just imagining the worst,

Hoping to be lifted from the thoughts

In which we’ve been immersed.