This quotidian happening
For all its familiarity
Serves as a ceremony
For all those of us who lack
Ceremony in our lives
Who does not look for the coming
Of the post?
The watching, the checking,
Hoping that today will be the day
When something special lies within
The plastic or aluminum regulation
Postal box: a huge unexpected check,
Or an actual handwritten letter from a friend
Almost forgotten or a package
Earnestly hoped for.
So much drama attends this ordinary event
And even when the day’s take consists
Of bills, unwanted ads and bulk mail
Hope burns bright
That tomorrow will be the day when it
All comes in, when dreams are fulfilled
And the Promised Land is another step closer.
Yes.
Dan Verner
April 1, 2016
Biscuit City 