The Letter Box

I used to have a box
With notes from students, their parents,
Old colleagues, expressing thanks,
Recalling good days shared,
Not a big box.
But big enough.
I had thought there'd be a time
To read them again,
As if to see
How things added up.
This hasn't happened.
Not necessary, I'd like to think.
Plus, I don't know where they are.

Robert H. Demaree Jr.

Archived 01/20/2012