A Short, Private Letter To Her

Hello, a short private letter to you, How’s things, how’s your life been? How's your apartment, with your family, going, Still living the same old routine? It was fun when we would meet up a lot, We’d regularly meet on my floor, When you would drop the world you lived in, And walk right through my front door, And the fun times we had, alone in my place, How we talked and walked and played, And we did this each Tuesday, at ten thirty a.m., While your husband was plying his trade, Now, the real reason for this short little letter, Is that soon I’m returning to town, And how about, tomorrow at ten, You come visit my humble playground.