A Letter Poem by James Walter Orr
A Letter
To my mailbox, I made a walk
And got a piece of mail today,
From one with whom I often talk,
Who lives a thousand miles away;
She said, 'Thank you for being you,
Thank you that yet your heart is true,
And for the thoughts you have of me.
The thoughts that drive my mind near mad;
That offer what I've never had,
That my mind knows, but soul won't see.'
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