In
past Decembers, when my cards
Were purchased, sealed and stamped,
I wrote so many that, for sure,
My fingers burned and cramped.
Were purchased, sealed and stamped,
I wrote so many that, for sure,
My fingers burned and cramped.
I
mailed them out and knew I’d get
As many in return;
It wasn’t always tit for tat,
But that was no concern.
As many in return;
It wasn’t always tit for tat,
But that was no concern.
Yet
lately, though, the same routine –
My cards stacked up and inked,
Will yield far fewer back to me –
They’re practically extinct.
My cards stacked up and inked,
Will yield far fewer back to me –
They’re practically extinct.
Perhaps
when e-cards made the scene,
The need for real ones ended;
Or possibly, this busy life
Has left me more un-friended.
The need for real ones ended;
Or possibly, this busy life
Has left me more un-friended.
But
either way, I mailed a lot
And so far, got just five.
It seems that this tradition
May be one that won’t survive.
And so far, got just five.
It seems that this tradition
May be one that won’t survive.
My
holiday is Chanukah.
It’s earlier this year;
So maybe as December fades,
More greetings will appear.
It’s earlier this year;
So maybe as December fades,
More greetings will appear.
This
could well be an omen, though.
Of course, I’m just supposing –
But here’s more proof the postal service
Likely will be closing!
Of course, I’m just supposing –
But here’s more proof the postal service
Likely will be closing!
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