The time was nowA Poem by Falcon1People Places and thingsI 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
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StatsAuthorFalcon1PAAbout59 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..Writing
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