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The Last Letter: A Poem

Updated on February 25, 2014
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Words penned on yellowed creases,

The last phrases of another era,

Ink blot spilled to erase painful memories,

Love yearned and love lost,

Battles won and surrendered,

The art of handwriting is slowly disappearing,

So, we'll cherish the tattered remains of pen to paper.


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      Jamie Lee Hamann 3 years ago from Reno NV

      Interesting that I have been working on a poem with a similar theme. It is sad that letters are not a part of our culture anymore. I would love to start paper communication again. Jamie

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      Erin Bower 3 years ago from Georgia

      jhamann: Yes, letter writing is so special, because you can hold it in your hands and every person's handwriting is so unique.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      I just visited a pen shop yesterday and had the perished bladder of my fountain pen replaced, as I thought it was time to write some proper letters, and now here is your lovely poem!

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      Erin Bower 3 years ago from Georgia

      BlossomSB: Great timing! I'm glad you enjoyed this.

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