of night stays these couriers from
the swift completion of their
appointed rounds."
------U.S. Postal Motto
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It wasn't at all indestructible--that first mail
box, at our "new place..."
Made of ornate wrought iron---and craned
out toward the curb, like a goose's
neck...
It was not sturdy...and wobbled a right smart,
sometimes sideways, in the wind...
For you see, some past-over-zealous postman
in his eagerness to do his job--
once't got too close and bopped it good
and proper, with his little vehicle...
So now it was bent a mite and twisted and
"out of kilter" as sprung metal
always is...it just swayed weird-like....
I never exactly felt like it was "home" here
'til the DAY WE GOT A NEW MAIL
BOX! (No mail is ever in it now, but "OURN!")
Now the new one is a "FOREVER BOX,"
just like the stamps that bring the
letters! They're "forever" too. Not many
things, you know, are forever.
Firecrackers won't bust it...bulldozers can
run over it...no problem...I've seen
pictures, and know it to be so.
It sits on a treated six by six, buried in
cement, four feet deep...harricuns
won't even faze it,
Nor will "snow nor rain nor heat nor
gloom of night" ever bother it...
Oh, it is MAGNIFICENT...and it is OURS!
**************
MILS PLACE
BY MIL
29 August 2015
1019 hours
(One day our doorbell rang and there
stood our POST PERSON, looking
spiffy in her grey//blue post office
uniform.
She said to me: "If they go to a
neighborhood POST BOX here, could
I buy your mail box?)
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