Greeting Card

stems from a hobby I once nursed

I am the whisper behind every poem

husbands and boyfriends

give lovers and loved ones

on Valentine's and wedding anniversaries.

I am love in black and white

after a box of chocolates,

a kiss and a rose bouquet,

the words behind a secret admirer's serenade.

I am a pleasant birthday wish,

heartfelt condolences,

silent jubilation for successes

and adulation for  your newborns.

I am the voice of homesickness from a far away land

bearing hope when you're sad

I am all these sentiments,

speaking love

knowing none.

Author's Note

please be as honest as you possibly can

Reviews

[nathan]

thank you for your review. I used to make cards of every sort and wonder about the people those cards were intended for. I would try to picture them and the look they would wear when they saw the card and if they would know it was from me. you see, when I was writing them I would picture that I was writing to my one and only...

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omg! that's so true, for people who write the greeting cards. To me it's like think about the people who write these, who write with souls, and yet we take it for granite when we go shopping :(. This is great!