You’ve Got Mail

mail box

The postman appears at your mailbox

And still awakens that hope

That there are no bills, no commercial letters

No sign up for this or for that…just for one day.

But just a letter, a love letter,

A card, a leaf in an envelope,

A blank paper with dried tears

Because someone was thinking of you!

The postman appears at your mailbox

and you wait like a child waits for Santa

For just a note, a printed photo from far,

A drawing of a star from that little hand you miss…

I still hope, everyday I hope.

Oh the hopes a mailbox can bring!

©Ledia Bostic