The time was now

The time was now

A Poem by Falcon1

People Places and things

I think of my life as some kind of art form
Like when I walking in the rain
No matter who with
In simple times like this

Would she let another steal my heart
I have her heart to adore always
She told me this in a letter
Yes the old fashion way

In a USA mail bag
The letter carrier ways
Pen Paper and an envelop
USA stamp on the outside

Maybe a sealed with a kiss on the outside
A pleasure gesture of those in love
Not at all a thing of our past
A hand written not is a heart felt feeling of love

I would not turn this communications away
Yes even in these days
Paper Letter Stamp
A innocent part of love divine

Not something left in the sentimental mind
Each of us has feeling of a written letter
and the truth behind each word written down
A sign of love is there always to be found

The small things still count 
when it comes to matters of the heart
Love letters will never die
They are the crystal jar to society 

© 2021 Falcon1

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Added on June 26, 2021
Last Updated on June 26, 2021
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59 years young father of 2 girls in they late 20's early thirty's have 3 Grand children one a boy and two darling little girls boy age 7 Girls ages 4 and 1 and they are lots of fun. I enjoy writing po.. more..