A new poem based on the “letter” prompt at Weekend Wordsmith.
I got your letter today.
Do you even remember it?
Or did you post it out of your mind?
It was short; you wasted nothing
I looked for some of you
in the words, some sign
what you were thinking
I don’t think you were;
the words probably wrote themselves,
but I got your letter today
and that was enough.
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