The unsent letter- poetry
Where did the time go?
Like an unsent letter, hidden away in my brown winter overcoat
Days drift into months, months drift into years, the letter opened repeatedly, scribbling, " I miss you. "
Just a friendly added postnote
The envelope color has faded and yellowed
The seal unsealable, too many added postnotes, too many unfulfilled wishes,
but as I read the many updates, I'm amused and happy to see I've mellowed
Winter days pass so slowly as I watch the postman pass by my mailbox, thinking again of the words written so many years ago
Invariably I'm wondering
" Where did the time go? "
Autum is upon us once again, soon the days will turn crispy and bitterly cold
I'll be needing my winter overcoat
To shield me as I watch another winter unfold.
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