Hail to the Postal service

We've had the same regular mail carrier for fifteen years. Over that time we have had a chance, here and there to get to know this wonderful person.

Our stop is almost last on the route; which means, after the time switch, it's often damn dark, by the time the mail arrives.
My ode to the postal carriers and their flashing lights.
​Thank you for your service and our mail.
​Always delighted to see you in the neighborhood or at our post box.