The Letter Poem by Diana van den Berg
The Letter
Waiting for the letter
was not disquieting.
She was patient
for she knew it
would arrive
one day
and planted flowers
while she waited...
Days, weeks, years passed
and the flower garden grew and grew
and the colours lit up her eyes
as she tended it with care
and still she smiled a secret smile
all the while, all the while
feeling his hand lightly on her shoulder
and the letter in the mail.
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5/7/2024 9:19:46 AM # 1.0.0.1119
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