Can I Call? (Poetry)

As I sit here thinking, you're probably cramming for the test;
      I have no doubt you'll pass, with flying colors...no less.
Not the first time you've tried, so it's kind of sad;
      sad cuz you deserve it...it's a title you already had.
Without the raise and added benefits, you always handled the job;
      making sure things ran smoothly, even doing other's jobs.
Wearing a shirt of white or not, you deserve a salute;
      you're a leader of right...always leading in truth.

Leading yourself...you led me to believe;
      wanting to be your friend is what I wanted indeed.
A good positive friend is truly hard to find;
      a friend like you..with a warm smile..a heart that's kind.
When you come back I'll be gone but I wish again we'd meet...
      for a movie, lunch or just "Hello" on the street.
To make it possible I was wondering if I could call on the phone...
     ..if I could have your number..a beeper's...a friend's...if not the one in your home.