The Letter In the Mailbox
Many days have passed
the cloud has gone in the spring day
and the leaves of autumn had flown
into the empty sky,
searching for a place to go
Like the letter in the mailbox
that has grown old, forgotten by times
every word written has been gently erased
forgotten by the heart and mind
thrown into the wind of past
Cheryl Aldea
February 20, 2014
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