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I've written many letters;
Sprayed perfume on them, too.
The notes were all the same, dear
Saying I love you.
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You never even answered,
Not a letter or a call.
Do you even know that I exist?
Do you know I'm here at all?
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Someday perhaps you'll answer.
If courage doesn't fail -
I'll take all of these letters
And put them in the mail!
About the Creator
Margaret Brennan
I am a 79-year old grandmother who loves to write, fish, and grab my camera to capture the beautiful scenery I see around me.
My husband and I found our paradise in Punta Gorda Florida where the weather always keeps us guessing.
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