Philip Mygatt Poet Rhyme

A Letter Left On a Plane

While on a short trip up to Wiscasset, Maine, I found this brief letter on my seat in the plane,  

“My Dearest Wife, Sue”, the letter began, typed on a sheet, not written by hand.

If I did read it, would it be rude and should I into someone’s life now intrude?

But curiosity soon got the best of me for it was surely left there for me to see.

So I continued on and slowly I read it not knowing where it was finally headed 

“The times have now changed and so haven’t I and I yet often wonder but I still don’t know why.”
“But things are quite different and I’m not coming home, since I did fall in love on my last trip to Rome.”
“I wanted to tell you but I just couldn’t do it” and it was ungraciously signed “Sincerely, Jim Pruitt”

I wanted to lash out, it seemed very hateful, how could a person be so ungrateful?

And why was this letter left on the plane, did someone want me to help share their pain?

But there at the bottom in a hand bold and strong was the short, cryptic message “Please pass this along”.

So, when we finally touched down with the plane on the ground, I did put the letter back where it was found

To help pass along this woman’s shared pain with a woeful, sad letter she left on a plane.

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Gordon Mcconnell June 21, 2019 at 3:22 PM A very interesting piece Philip, rather an enjoyable penning with good rhyme and flow. I liked it!

Christina Cox June 9, 2019 at 3:09 PM I enjoyed reading your poem. I am not one for typical poetry so I am quite selective. This was like reading a rhyming page out of a book but yet again a complete story. Thank you for sharing and I look forward to reading some more or your written art!!!