Memories

I have no memories of this type of mailbox In my real life Because in my country we have never had it like this

But in my childhood cartoons it has become so familiar to me In front of Mickey's house And Donald Duck too ... The mailbox where Snoopy finds romantic letters and Valentine's Day cards, Willy Coyote's mailbox, And many others too ... But in my letterbox, so different in appearance, I was always waiting for sweet letters and postcards It seemed like a magical casket that could Bring me closer to friends who were far away A way to stay strong bonds and affections

But now nothing comes in my mailbox It just brings me pain like bills or fines So I look at it with opposite thoughts Not yet hope and joy But sadness and fear!