December 2024 by Benjamin Allen
Beneath its roof, the world connects,
A hum of hope where care collects.
Through weathered hands, each package flows,
A tale of love each letter shows.
The parcels brim with dreams untold,
With gifts of warmth, with hearts of gold.
From distant lands, they bridge the space,
Uniting lives with tender grace.
The public trust, their steadfast vow,
Through time and tide, through here and now.
A service born of duty’s call,
To bind the many, one and all.
So praise the post, its noble art,
A quiet force, a beating heart.
For in its care, the world aligns,
Through bountiful gifts and steadfast signs.
