Letters

LETTERS


Faded ink and faded paper,
Faded words and faded dreams.
Long-forgotten wishful thinking,
Long-departed idle schemes.
Tied with ribbon they lie waiting
Letters from the days gone by.
Will their youthful words embarrass?
Will their passions make us cry?
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Soon old letters will be relics.
Telegrams? Now what were they?
They would now be classed as 'clutter'
By the writers of today.

If you send your love an email

It will vanish in thin air!

When you're old will you remember

So-and-so who used to care?

If you send your love a message

On your mobile, clicked in text,

Very soon they will erase it,

Making room for what comes next.

But a faded, dusty letter,

Touched a-while with tenderness,

Smelling of the days departed,

Bringing back some past caress,

Can't be clicked into oblivion;

It lives on and on it seems.

Faded ink and faded paper,

Faded words and faded dreams.