The Postman Of Days Gone Past

The Postman Of Days Gone Past

By Paul McCann

Before mobile phones and facebook , there were  letters that people wrote

With greetings cards that were posted  with maybe a ten pound note

All the mail was sorted out at the mail centre down the town

Then  given to the postman who would begin to do his round

On cold winter mornings he would walk through all the little streets

With a sack filled up with  Christmas cards to every one he greets

The postman's face was weather beaten but he wore a warm smile

As he went making deliveries walking mile after mile

Sometime people would ask him hf he needed a helping hand ,

but a postman’s work is done  alone delivering by hand.

His sack was overfull and so he carried a heavy load

aound the little streets and lanes ways and down every road .

The postman’s job was to deliver letters everyday

Through wind and rain and sleet and snow he would have to make his way

He carried birthday cards and Christmas cards with some money there

From family overseas to letter box slots everywhere .

It was more than a job for him it was a mission to do ;

all the hope and joy inside his sack the postman really knew,

All the good news greetings , love letters and cash for those in need

Long lost friends with photographs and the messages there  to read..

that was back in another time when the people had time to write,

since the internet arrived the postman’s almost out of sight  .    

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