The Letter

In a little envelope a piece of white paper is folded neatly.
It is a little bit heavier then the armful of fluffy snow.
But its content is more precious than the chest full of jewelry.

The words from the paper transfer to me the beat of your heart,
And it echoes to me the dreams of your childhood.
The sentences they reveal to me your fears and concerns,
And every letter speaks to me of your friendship and love.

Each time the postman arrives I want to give him a big hug.