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Love Letters From Laramie

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At precisely three o’clock each day The postman makes his merry way Through the town and pass the glen Then down and back, around the bend In his bag he carried treasures Books, and cards, and special letters Birthday greeting from Auntie Jen Vacation postcards from Uncle Ben Letters from someone very dear Wishing he was really here Sealed with a kiss and something more Words of love to the girl he adores She reads it fast then she reads it slow He says all the things she wants to know Then in her pocket she tucks it away Saving it to read later again that day There’s a happiness dancing in her eyes As anticipation begins to rise For she’ll send love letters from Laramie when Tomorrow the postman comes againThis poem was inspired by the painting above by, Charles Wysocki Written April 12th, 2002 © on Apr 12 2002 01:03 PM PST, Pat Williams   0 • 8

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