The Love Letter

Cradled lightly in her gloved hand,
inside her raincoat pocket,
folded carefully within a cream-colored envelope,

a love letter lay nested.

Though no bigger than a minute,
and kept closely by a private sort of girl,
in the way of small things well loved it could not help itself,

and took over the world, 
quietly, 
in ascension.

_________ 

My first effort since before I got sick. Be nice.

for the mini challenge and open link Monday at Toads.