
Mary
POSTCARDS

to see the world and
to send us postcards
from exotic places.
He ended up sailing
all along the east coast
protecting America from

And so, when he’s in port
he sends us postcards
of Boston’s baked beans,
swans at a park in Virginia,
or Mama’s favorites—

His being in Providence,
she says, is a good sign—
Providence is another word
for "God is watching."
© Diane Mayr, all rights reserved. Postcards and photo from author's collection.
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