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The Mailbox (Eap.)

Once again...I open up my mailbox...and peek inside.

            In the mailbox, I look with hopeful expectation
            By the possibility of a greeting or a salutation....
            With the realization and disappointing frustration
            Of the discovery, there are only bills,... junk mail,..and annoying solicitations!!

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Doris Culverhouse

Date: 1/17/2010 1:01:00 PM

good one, we have all been there

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen

Date: 1/15/2010 5:00:00 AM

Excellent mailbox sentiment! You have said well... Perhaps it's because of email! I enjoyed this fun write. Joyfully, Dane Ann

Sara Kendrick

Date: 1/15/2010 1:35:00 AM

In the winner's circle, I am sure. Good luck. Keep the creative pen flowing. Thanks for stopping by and commenting on my eap about Big Daddy. He was the first of our closest relatives to go. I felt a good deal of grief and the visitation was like I am better. I knew that he believed and I believed he was in a better place but it was like an assurance from him that it was fine with him for he was free from pain. Sara/ I hate getting all those file 13 items in the mail.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/14/2010 12:02:00 PM

Oh, it's so cool how you did this one. And this is exactly how people feel when they open up their boxes to see all that junk!! I wish you best of luck in the contest. ONly a few years you have been writing, Carrie?? How old are you, may I ask?? (Ive been 9 years at it now, but I never started out as you have with so many amazing pieces!!) LUv, andrea