The Postman

When he was a child, he always looked forward to the arrival of the postman. Someone sent him, once a week, a drawing with an affectionate dedication. Years passed and the drawings were transformed into true works of art, and the dedications into poems full of feeling.

Letters are feelings, so he became a postman. He managed to dedicate his life to bringing illusion to each house.

One day he knocked on a door to deliver a letter and a girl opened it. The girl greeted him with a broad smile and said:’