Not a week, did we miss-
Going weekly, to our local Post Office.
.
To buy a stamp, or even better-
To look for an out of town relative letter.
.
A few of the kinfolks had moved away-
But they tended to write regular, with a lot to say.
.
Everyone in town knew who the Postmaster was-
The town folks came and left his office, it was
always abuzz.
.
When we first arrived at the Post Office, we
would always take hold-
Of the sight, of the US Flag, that was always
flapping from the pole.
.
And now that the building is empty, for it
moved to another town-
We all still wish that it was like it was, that
it was still around.
.
The internet came, and other companies began
to compete-
The lost business, made our Postmaster lose his
seat.
.
We still have a post office, but it is many miles
away-
It just isn’t the same, like it was back in the day.
.
Not a week did we miss-
Going weekly, to our local Post Office.