i'd like to send you something, to your house, if you permit. it might be something small, and light enough to fit
inside a standard business envelope, so i may drop it down the *****, of the mailbox on my street avoid the lines at UPS,
all the clutter and the mess, yes, i think it would be best if it required just one minute and one stamp to leave this something for you down the ramp.
if you allow, then i shall wait check and recheck the current date, meticulously calculate the hours til it reaches you.
i'll pray that it arrives intact, but please forgive me if in fact you find it's perfect edges cracked by the shipping and the handling.
or should the weather of the spring sustain, and should this unforgiving rain leave drops like kisses in the paper threads or should the ink have bled,
accept, i beg, my small imperfect gift allow your gentle hands to sift through stacks of correspondences, allow me please, to the suspense
of sending you, by mail a part of a handled, weather-beaten heart.