A poem by Beverly Stock.
An afterthought, just at the end.
After you write, before you send.
The last hurrah, or the last word,
Perhaps something you overheard?
A thought after the letter signed,
More poignant than the first full line?
Measuring words and so tight-lipped,
Then gushing through a long postscript.
“P.S.” is used by everyone,
For thoughts after the writing’s done.
We’re letter writing less, not more,
E-mail’s our new ambassador.
Icons and quaint emojis too,
Each meme or symbol is a clue.
When writing, so that you’re equipped,
BTW is today’s Postscript.