The time was now

People Places and things

I think of my life as some kind of art form

Like when I walking in the rain

No matter who with

In simple times like this

Would she let another steal my heart

I have her heart to adore always

She told me this in a letter

Yes the old fashion way

In a USA mail bag

The letter carrier ways

Pen Paper and an envelop

USA stamp on the outside

Maybe a sealed with a kiss on the outside

A pleasure gesture of those in love

Not at all a thing of our past

A hand written not is a heart felt feeling of love

I would not turn this communications away

Yes even in these days

Paper Letter Stamp

A innocent part of love divine

Not something left in the sentimental mind

Each of us has feeling of a written letter

and the truth behind each word written down

A sign of love is there always to be found

The small things still count 

when it comes to matters of the heart

Love letters will never die

They are the crystal jar to society