Getting away is really nice,
But so is coming back;
Waiting there for me to read
Is lots of mail – a stack!
Catalogues and cheerful cards
With lovely season’s greetings;
Bills to pay and notices
Of some upcoming meetings.
Newspapers and packages
I ordered, in a pile;
So much stuff accumulates
In just a little while.
Still, I love to sift through
All that’s waiting there for me.
I savor every envelope
That’s there for me to see.
It doesn’t take a lot of time
‘Cause always, without fail,
There’s so much more that’s waiting
When I access my email.
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