empty mailbox
i pick wildflowers
on my way back
-Marlene Mountain
The first emotion I feel, after reading this haiku, is dissapointment. It is the feeling of wanting to receive some sort of mail but then finding an empty mailbox. The person, then, starts picking wildflowers to distract from the dissapointing feeling. The letter that was expected was most likely from a loved one. Someone the person thinks about while picking wildflowers and assesing the relationship shared between them. Missing having contact with someone missed makes waiting another day before you can check the mail seem like an eternity.
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