Amelia’s Card…sorry about the quality but I really wanted to include it.
God bless you very much
Hand unsteady for what else could she say
Years of distance left words trampled in the dusty miles between them
What did she want to hear? Did she want to hear?
Her daughters voice written in words
Words of love…really, her heart stumbled
For the unforgiving rupture
Crippling the ink
All those words penned and thrown…did she have a wastebasket of her own
filled with crumpled thoughts of love
or was her pen propped with pride
on her desk, a trophy of resolve…all these years
“all these years,” she whispered into the empty room
dry hot winds blew through her window
outside horses’ hooves galloped off, leaving the dust swirling
and now she was truly alone with her thoughts
Griff is well now, home from hospital and has a job...she wrote
And Joey will be here for the winter holidays…it will be nice to have him home.
Such distances to travel, for work, for school but we are all well…
I often think of you, though we never hear from you… (all these years)
The horses hooves faded into the nothing…he would be gone for the week
And still her pen hovered…it was her birthday soon; this card would reach her in time
if she finished today…all this…today.
One card like the others, a one way conversation
and she felt even more alone… Blue was barking…more horses hooves, getting closer this time
The postman was early
This comes with best wishes for a very happy birthday. Best to all…
Your loving daughter
and walked through dust filled winds to the gate, handed the card to the postman
waved him goodbye
as the dust swallowed up
all those years…
When I read the dverse prompt would be about letters this is the one I thought of…today I was making cards and I came across this old postcard. I collect them and I read the letter and the one line in the letter that Amelia wrote …I often think of you though we never hear from you… opened up many questions and I thought it was very sad. It felt voyeuristic reading her letter but it makes me wonder…anyway I’d like to think Amelia’s mother did write back. I’m sure she did.