Wednesday, January 14, 2009

ode to the mailman

sometimes your mail thrills
other times you bring us bills

through rain, sleet, and snow
you always to our house go

now, I must protest
our mail is messed

our magazines and books
are not for your looks
please we ask of you
our mail is not for you

so in honor of your service, I utter my appreciation
in observance of your lack of privacy, my dissatisfaction.

Notice: Poetry is not for me. Now you know. . . and knowing is half the battle.

Kyler is at my dad's house today after leaving school with a headache and low-grade fever. He still has a bad headache. Thank goodness for grandparents.

3 comments:

Upstatemomof3 said...

My mailman is constantly folding things - even when unnecessary or when marked do not fold - very annoying.

Steph at The Red Clay Diaries said...

I have to say that I love our mail carrier. Sorry yours loves your reading material so much. :)

Amy said...

Your mailman reads your magazines? How absurd!!! Hope Kyler is better!