The Letter That Never Came

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Is there any mail for me was the question that he asked
Of the postman at the closing of the day
But he turned away and cried while the tears stood in his eyes
As he drooped his head and slowly walked away

Was it from a gray haired Mother or a Sister or a Brother
He waited all these many years in vain
Of’t from early morning light he would wait till dark of night
For a letter but alas it never came

As he waited all these years joy mingled with his tears
His poor soul had fleeted out with the time
In his hand he held a note and those simple words he wrote
If your letter comes just place it by my side