Leaving a paper trail.
For that one person to read.
Hidden treasures in a box.
(N)ever to be found.
Stacked and colorful blended.
Carefully bound this bundle of snail mail.
One day others will read.
Our minds and feelings.
Our love for paper and ink.
Flowers and cards.
About life itself and how we are coping and dealing.
They will read about the true treasures of life.