Special delivery

 

Without you I am empty,

like an unused envelope

in an over crowded mail room

kicked to the side

by a christmas card

spreading good cheer

 

Footprints address my face

and postage due receipts

pass me by

in postmarked fashions

seeking a stamp of approval

on this silent night

 

But I keep reminding myself, 

come rain or sleet or dark of night

tomorrow will deliver a new day

when you will return to sender

and fill me with love,

sealing it with a kiss

 

 

 

Reviews

[Lyn Anderson]

Interesting take on return to sender, which is generally considered a bad thing.

[willweb]

Sometimes, but sometimes it can be a good thing. Thanks so much KLGoode.

[R Smith]

that's a neat take on love Will, hope you get that special delivery, thanks for this work of art :)

[willweb]

Thank you Richard for sending me such nice comments.

[Matching Socks]

Aww this is melancholy but so adorable.
Maybe that special delivery will come in time for the holidays.

[willweb]

I hope so Ana. I keep checking my mailbox each day but find nothing but bills. But there is still time. Thank you so much for your nice review.

[Lydia Shutter]

While the poem is a melancholy one, the ending is filled with hope. Splendid metaphor throughout! The mail has always been a big part of our lives....how well I remember envelopes with S.W.A.K. written on the back. Nice memory. I liked this one. Lydi***

[willweb]

Thanks so much Lydi. I really wasn't sure about this one, I wrote it quickly and I don't know...but I am thrilled you liked it. That makes me happy.