The old letterbox
Bereft
Of it's old glory
Stands forlorn
Battered, alone
A witness
To so many letters
And emotions galore
A wife's wait
For beloved's word
Grandma's joy
At baby's birth
Heartbreak
Sad tears
Of a loved one's
Passing away..
It stands now
Abandoned, forgotten
No postman
To deliver
No person that waits
Never given
A second glance
It remains ignored
No one to appreciate..
I feel a strange
Connection to it
And write a letter
Filled with hope
Warmth and love
And leave it
Maybe someday
Some old soul
Will read it
And find solace
Until than
Let it adorn
The old letterbox
©Renu Vyas
