Day Seventeen Poetry:
Ode to a Mailbox
You are stationed
in many different places
on the house, by the road
standing proud and tall
Each day you are filled
bearing more news
than the day before
for me to puruse
You hold connections
from people near and far away
letters, cards, magazines
from friends and strangers alike
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