There were golden days,
away from the digital age,
where feelings were shared,
in handwritten postcards.
A way to convey affection,
or sharing beautiful memories,
as a symbol of remembrance,
placed inside treasured boxes.
We took time to select,
for designs and the covers,
sometimes putting personal touches,
within the folds of these paper.
In the childhood innocence,
we crafted our own creations,
handmade in ordinary pages,
filling them with pencil colors.
For gifting to best friends,
or giving to our parents,
and offering to many elders,
in some special occasions.
Now, postcards gather dust,
inside some forgotten drawer,
life changed as time passed,
as we embarked on separate paths.
Still, I hold these postcards,
much closer to my heart,
a testament of where I started,
it's a slice of the beautiful past...
In those scribbles, in our drawings,
some solo vacations or family trips,
heartfelt emotions or photographs,
in personally selected designer cards.
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