New Year Text Message

I received a text today from someone unknown.

The message did not download from the sender.

But the date said 01/01/1970.

Four years before I was born.

Twenty- four years

before the first text

was ever even sent.

Was it from mum,

telling me how happy

carefree and in love she was?

Smiling as she text in a wispy patterned knee length dress

 with her flame red hair piled high on top of her head,

kohl eyeliner tracing her big sparkling doe eyes,

tapping her foot as five, four, three, two, one

was sung out from behind her, an arm slung around her waist.

 Or was it from dad,

 sending a picture of him merry,

ole blue eyes shining, smiling

holding a big bottle of fizz, a jaunty red party hat on,

grabbing the waist of the patterned dress

Saying ‘Cheers, Happy New Year!

Love you!

From Mum and Dad xxxxx'

This was before you or I.

 Or those that came after.

Maybe that message said

that once things were good.

Once there was love.

Once hands were held.

That was before you or I.