Waking up and running to the mailbox heart pounding with excitement and fear
is your letter here yet
That one thought everyday carrying my little legs racing in the hopes that I would see your handwriting
and when that letter finally came
like a squirrel with a prized nut I race away to the safety of my bed with a flashlight some poptarts
and pages of your letter
that I have a friend like you.
Communication is so important in our lives, and I feel like because we have the wonders of tech (not bad) we have lost some of the magic of words. The anticipation of reading someones thoughts, hopes, dreams, failures etc, with flecks of their character peppered in their letter. From their style of writing, their favourite ink, paper that they love and stamps and seals that add that last piece of love. We should bring back the beauty of writing. We have so many alternatives to write on, hemp is on the up and up. We will be able to respect the environment and bring back the magic of written language.