The World Before Us
Paper Poetry Prompt#2
The world before us is full of letters and postcards
an embodiment of love and warm regards
scribbles and scrawls— I wish you were here
the depths of emotions were all crystal clear
Penned stories of small towns and folks of all ages
an endless sequence of epistolary exchanges
a handful of postage stamps for letters flying overseas
all gently wrapped with strings and closed with wax seals
Thousand words of feelings that ferried long ago
are now tiny treasures—papers turned almost yellow
my mother pleads, oh please don’t let it pass
all the memories and echoes of the world before us
In our age of cold screens and rapid-fire communication
a generation ingrained with instant gratification
I hope it’s not yet too late
for us to start writing in the old-time way
