I would write a letter again
Because once
When we wrote letters, putting pen to rectangles of thin paper, we would write down words in a format
Address ( where I live)
then , first few lines of politeness
Dear sweet friend
then news, sometimes good , maybe bad
inject humour, lighten the mood, ask about you
Dear friend what will it be
This is how we once spoke
Words on paper tucked into the neat envelope, your address, precious stamp, walk to the post box (red)
A week here a week there and then a reply dear friend
And this is how we spoke
I miss how we spoke
And seeing the letters on the floor, handwriting recognised amongst the bills, other letters
Replying to my questions, neat to start with, almost neat to the end then a scrawl for a signature
Fold it back into the envelope, into a box or a drawer
Safekeeping how we used to speak
How we used to talk
How we once were.
world of words 