The Mailbox
It’s not there,
No postage package with care,
That letter
Or post card,
Seeing nothing is so hard
Since it means
You forgot
Or it’s your heart that is not
Still sending
Emotion
And all things that were are done,
Letter miss,
Nothing there sealed with a kiss.

Gloom
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