Even mailboxes cry,
And become rusty with time…
Sad stories,
Broken hearts,
Tears of joy,
A new grandson?
Many reasons,
To shed a few tears.
Even if locked,
Forgotten, neglected.
The original language of this site is English. Please note that translators impact the meaning of the poems.
Even mailboxes cry,
And become rusty with time…
Sad stories,
Broken hearts,
Tears of joy,
A new grandson?
Many reasons,
To shed a few tears.
Even if locked,
Forgotten, neglected.