Holly, Snow Scene and Robins!

Christmas joy amid the slush!

Such fun when dear friends get in touch

A pile of cards and the heart sings

Sweet pleasures found in little things!

 

Sure, it’s trendy to use Internet,

But there’s a feeling of regret

Though fast, efficient, in-your-face

It doesn’t cause the heart to race…

 

Tacked to a list on someone’s mail

In terms of personal touch – a fail!

We’re not just numbers, we’re unique

So, snail mail cards are a real treat.

 

The hectic pace of life today

Is spiced with strikes which cause delay

So sadly, despite best intentions,

It’s easy to forego conventions …

 

Less holly, snow scene, Christmas Tree …

As rare are cards now sent to me

But I treasure those which still arrive

Let’s hope this custom can survive!

(c) Poet in the woods 2022