the letter box

The letter box stands alone, forgotten,
well worn, rusted,
remember when the postie
came more than once a day?
and when he "posted" your mail
the sound of his whistle pierced the air,
how times have changed
you now need a mouse to read your mail/email
I dont know about you, but I prefer the good old days
of finding a long long hand written letter,
addressed to you!
the bunch of the catalogues telling of the latest
specials,
I feel sad, seeing the lonely, letter box
neglected, with stories
that will never be told,
memories locked in the rusted key
just waiting for the a can of WD40
to come to the rescue
and unlock those memories!!

Vicki Thornton October 2009