The Postcard

The Postcard

 

It arrived in the mail yesterday,

today she holds it in her hand.

Depicting a sunset on a Hawaiian beach

with footprints embedded in the sand.

 

Turning it over,

she reads again

his now familiar words.

Her heart leaps within.

 

In a covenant handwriting,

he expressed in a paragraph

that he was thinking of her.

In his words did she bask…

 

“Hello! I made it to Hawaii.

It’s beautiful this time of year.

The water is just right.

Wish you were here!”

 

Letting a sigh deflate her lungs,

she holds the postcard to her chest.

Though she too, wishes she were there,

she’ll never tell, not on her day best.

 

She would love to go to Hawaii.

To feel the sand beneath her feet,

and to have the water lap around her.

But more so, she wishes he were her retreat.

 

Opening her desk drawer,

she tosses it in with the rest.

He was always her adventure;

the postcards said it best.

 

Melinda McQueen Rodgers

May 22, 2021

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I love the postcards dear Melinda.
"Opening her desk drawer,
she tosses it in with the rest.
He was always her adventure;
the postcards said it best"
I kept my postcards also. I love to visit them and read again. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Melinda McQueen]

Thanks for reading and leaving your thoughtful review.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome dear Melinda.

[Kerra]

This is such a wonderful write, so full of emotion. Nicely written.

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your thoughtful review.

[Chris Shaw]

Well narrated tale about unrequited love. The postcards come, she wishes she was with him, but then into the drawer they are tossed. Sounds like a friend keeping in touch when she would like so much more. A universal theme you have here Melinda. A reminder that we don't always get what we want in love.


Chris

[Melinda McQueen]

Thank you for your thoughtful review. I was hoping the message would come across. Thanks again.

[Chris Shaw]

It did, loud and clear :)