Mike, The Mailman

Mike, The Mailman

by Bud Lemire on Dec 24, 2005

As you come upon your retirement

I look back on your route

You delivered many envelopes

To that there is no doubt

You kept the mail coming

By staying on your feet

A very long time for me

When I lived on north fourteenth street

In all kinds of weather

You made sure we got our mail

It was always a received treasure

And not once did you fail

You brought me packages and letters

Which always made my days better

A regular part of my life you became

Although I never did know your last name

I heard about your reaction on that fateful day

Your route was changed, you had gone away

My brother Terry said you were upset at first

I missed your presence, but things could have been worse

My life changed in time and I moved away

When I returned, Harbor Tower is where I'd stay

I pedaled all around, upon my bike

The Tower mailman was our old one Mike

Seems like life is amazing as ever

No matter your path, or what you endeavor

I hope your experiences, have made you better

While on your feet, kept you delivering the letters

This is for Mike Kulack, who was our Mailman for several years.