The Missives

Some on the wings of wind;
Others at the speed of light;
Some moving as fast as a thought;
Some traveling like they fought;
Some just don't make it;
And some just wait to be lost;
Some make you laugh
And some make you cry.
Some foil your plans
And others are a perfect foil
To your day and plans.
Some have been around for years
Some were just created to live on.
Some add nothing and some everything
And some take everything away.
Missives; missives coming your way
From my generation to yours;
Did you get entangled yet?