POSTCARDS
Everywhere I go
Places old and new;
I always hold a memory
Through pictures in the card.
Then I remember friends
Whom I left behind, so I grab
A pen and write a few lines
To let them know where I am.
My friends were surprised
To receive a card from me;
The friendly postman safely
Tucked each card under a dream pillow.
How lovely is the feeling
Of those whom I cared;
A mere postcard cheers them up
Coming from someone far away!
© Leah C Dancel
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