MAIL

When mail was real
instead of junk
we used to wait anxiously
for the mail to come
we'd be excited to see
the postman coming in his little white truck
then wait
then run
to the mailbox to find the mail
like a treasure hunt
the mail was from
family relatives from faraway places
who sent us news
of what was going on
in their corner of the world
it was always a treat
to go to the mailbox
to find those wonderful letters
carefully written
by hand
with love.