Sometimes, disbelief tackles denial.
Can it really be over thirty years?
That’s right, you do not know
I’m a parent, the kids now grown.
Any sort of update seems pointless.
All I want to say is
How are you?
Parked by the mailbox,
perhaps this downpour,
seatbelt bound tight,
a forced gift of discretion.
Is it a cop-out to let nature
decide these matters?
The thunder says no.
2 thoughts on “I Wrote You a Letter”
Time flies faster than we know and we still get mesmerized by it’s speed as it takes a lot away in its fold.
Like the blink of an eye… Thanks for taking the time!