I sent it... it came back.

I sealed it and sent it with all my best wishes and wildest hopes.

I cradled it in my arms and brought it lovingly to the box.

I dropped it in with all my affections and tenderness.

I blew a kiss into the wind as it carried my desires and dreams into the air.

I had hoped the breezes should be kind and deliver my aspirations.

I had anticipated a reply, a respond an echo of any kind.

I had not the fortune.

I received what I had sent unopened, unread, untouched by the other hand.

I accepted it back in my hand – “Returned to Sender”.