Through summer and winter, sunshine and snow
Off to the mailbox Great Grandpa would go
He'd open the door and take out his mail
He sorted all thru it each day without fail
"Oh Grandpa, Great Grandpa, Please let me see
Is there a letter, a letter for me?"
Great Grandpa would look and then with a sigh
He'd shake his gray head and Raven would cry
"But Grandpa, Great Grandpa, Oh, can't you see
I want a letter, a letter for me!"
Then Grandpa would read and Raven would nap
Cuddled up close in Great Grandfather's lap
One night a light burned near Great Grandfather's bed
It danced and it shimmered as he wrote and he read
"Dear Raven, My Raven, you know it's true
This is your letter, my letter to you."
Great Grandfather wrote and then wrote some more
He had forgotten that writing was such a big chore
He signed it, he sealed it and the stamp was in place
He smiled as he pictured sweet young Raven's face.
Tomorrow was near and the sooner the better
Because tomorrow he'd mail Raven Aube his letter
Great Grandfather smiled as he lay down his head
And he pulled up the blankets on his old feather bed
Grandfather slept and he slept a deep sleep
For he had secrets, such secrets to keep
"My wife, my dear wife," he told his Gaetane
"We must go to town, for I have a plan."
So off they went, things couldn't have been better
They hurried to town to mail Raven his letter
"Oh Grandpa, Great Grandpa, please let me see
Is there a letter, a letter for me?"
"Oh Raven, my Raven, why I think it's true
I think there's a letter, a letter for you!"
And Raven was happy, so happy was he
And he went and he sat on Great Grandfather's knee
"Oh Grandpa! Great Grandpa! Can it really be
Is this a letter, a letter for me?"
"Oh Raven, my Raven, Why of course it's true!
Because it's my letter, my letter to you!"
