I miss the days
of letters
The days of pens
and papers
The days of
envelops
And their
co-travellers, stamps
I miss the days
of letters
Close to your
heart, you cherish these papers
On them resides
a lover's heart
Tearing them is
breaking a special heart
I miss the days
of letters
In their
hundreds, you keep these dear papers
The physical
representation of a lover's inner feelings
To each, you
grant a daily glancing
I miss the days
of letters
The days of pens
and papers
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