Did you ever live in the country?
It’s a different kind of life for sure
It’s so relaxing and comfortable
And the air’s so clean and pure
You don’t have a lot of noise
That you find in the city living
No, the country folks are different
Sort of homey and more forgiving
No one seems to get in a hurry
Don’t have to always rush around
Take things as they come along
Don’t worry so much, I’ve found
And the communication is different
As a mailbox sits out by the road
Folks walk to get their mail
Seems like a slow delivery mode
Yes, I like the country mailbox
With its little red flag so you know
That your outgoing mail is gone now
It has the perfect balance and flow!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is also perfect and I love the flow...I found myself standing on the side of the road watching the mailman deliver and saw a person come walking out from the house with the pie sitting outside the window to cool. You brought me into the poem and I was there. You are amazing my sister poet.....