When did I last put pen to paper

I used to love that exercise
you reading it I’d Visualise
see the smile upon your face
as it dropped through the door.

you’d reply so handsomely
in lines, that perfect stroke
Love oozing from the letters
An image to evoke.

I found them tied up neatly
With a pretty ribboned bow
Filled with constant memories
of the you I used to know.

Jpoet7 ( @wordverse.me )