"The April rain, the April rain,
Comes slanting down in fitful showers,
Then from the furrow shoots the grain,
And banks are fledged with nestling flowers;
And in grey shawl and woodland bowers
The cuckoo through the April rain
Calls once again."
Mathilde Blind, April Rain
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I do not know whether I should say this but back in time when there were letters, the information had worth, I mean it was scarce, as there were less services or technology, that piece of a paper mattered more than anything to a soldier's wife, a son living away from parents, government officials but now it is just ... poof, send me an email, the words in the letter meant so much and even the letters were preserved by some recipients, this dictated how much they were attached to something but now it is all formal, .... email says meeting at 9, a huge proportion of the previous generation still don't know how to use a computer or even how to E-mail, it'd appear to the young generation as a mere instance of illiteracy but the people of previous generation don't give a damn about it. So, we know nothing can beat the classics, I am with the letters.