Postman
The other day after I received
letters from my mother's womb,
I decided to write
a letter to my mother,
It was written in an A4 paper,
I wrote the letter with tears watering
my eyes,
And the letter start by saying,
Dear mom, I write this letter
back to you,
For I am so touched and feel appreciated, and loved,
I respect your time
and energies for writing me a book
full of wisdom.
My days are like a paradise,
When I wake up, I take a deep
breath by the window,
And look out on golden sunshine
reflecting on my garden,
Leaf by leaf,
My life seems so precious
along with a sublime piece of music
that perfectly matches
my mood.
The morning taste like the summer
along with determination to stand
on my ground
through hard times.
yours child.
I then folded my A4 paper,
And sent the letter to a postman,
But the letter was returned
back to me,
They told me that the postman
delayed sending,
and my letter was left pending.
And It felt like the postman
is a roadblock that stand
in every person's way, and stopping
them from receiving their wishes.
Author: Lyricist
Date: October 2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem