Mondays are just young Fridays

Letter from a friend,
though not unexpected.
A faraway smile
from the past, once
my hometown.
Distance is lessened.
Communication counts.
Handwriting makes it real.
Printing on the back of
an envelope as heartfelt
as the words within.
Sentiment stands out from
an assortment of
bills, notices, flyers
and junk mail.
I still write letters,
I still receive letters.
Always meaningful.
Always cherished.

10/05/2020                                      j.g.l.

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