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The empty mailbox used to sit
Outside our houses by the road;
Now it’s on our PC’s
And can hold a larger load.

Instead of visiting it once each day,
Hopeful of mail there to find,
We check it now, every hour;
It plays games with our minds.

The disappointment used to be
When...

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© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: mailboxes, life
Form: Rhyme

Book: Reflection on the Important Things