Mail Call Now and Then
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Mail Call Now and Then
David J Walker
Let me hear from you
Now and then
Love, Mother
The same phrase
I read at the end
Of every letter
While gone so long ago
Serving in uniform
It was the time before email
And iPhones
And social media posts
When the most we could hope for
While so far away
Was our names shouted out at
Mail call
How I looked forward
To her rhadamanthine
Cursive scripts
Perfect in sleek artistic
Lines and quips laid out
in her own hand
And the scratched scrabble
Of discarded thought
Let me hear from you
Now and then
The letter in its’
Envelope cover
Placed back in the box
On a closet shelf
Waiting to be read
Sometimes again
When I may need to
hear from her
Now and the then
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2020
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