Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BY PARCELS POST, by GEORGE ROBERT SIMS


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First Line: I sent my love a parcel
Last Line: Eight-and-twenty years ago.
Alternate Author Name(s): Dagonet
Subject(s): Marriage; Postal Service; Seasons; Weddings; Husbands; Wives; Postmen; Post Office; Mail; Mailmen


I SENT my love a parcel
In the days when we were young,
Or e'er by care and trouble
Our heart-strings had been wrung.
By parcels post I sent it --
What 'twas I do not know --
In the days when we were courting,
A long time ago.

The spring-time waxed to summer,
Then autumn leaves grew red,
And in the sweet September
My love and I were wed.

But though the Church had blessed us,
My little wife looked glum;
I'd posted her a parcel,
And the parcel hadn't come.

Ah, many moons came after,
And then there was a voice,
A little voice whose music
Would make our hearts rejoice.
And, singing to her baby,
My dear one oft would say,
"I wonder, baby darling,
Will that parcel come to-day?"

The gold had changed to silver
Upon her matron brow;
The years were eight-and-twenty
Since we breathed our marriage vow,
And our grandchildren were playing
Hunt-the-slipper on the floor,
When they saw the postman standing
By our open cottage door.

Then they ran with joy to greet him,
For they knew he'd come at last;
They had heard me tell the story
Very often in the past.
He handed them a parcel,
And they brought it in to show --
'Twas the parcel I had posted
Eight-and-twenty years ago.





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