Dear, I thought I drop a line

The weather is cool

The folks are fine

I'm in bed each night at nine

PS. I love you

Yesterday we had some rain

But all in all I can't complain

Was it dusty on the train

PS. I love you

Write to the brown's just as soon as you're able

They came around to call

I burned a hole in the dining room table

Now let me think; I guess that's all

Nothing else for me to say

And so I'll close, but by the way

Everybody's thinking of you

PS. I love you