L C Vieira
Letters - Poem by L C Vieira
What happened to the art of writing
long letters to a friend,
a lover waiting anxiously,
a beginning and an end?
Emails miss the middle bits
and all the extras, too,
but letters can be rich with words
of details through and through.
I know of some whose only kiss,
flowed from heart to pen,
on scented sheets of pale paper,
read again and again.
These letters safely tucked away
in secret backs of drawers,
are memories rich for years to come,
a journal of one’s stories.
So, if I write too much today,
forgive me if you can,
you may appreciate it more
when you’re an aging man.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about Letters by L C Vieira
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.