April 8th, 1940.

{Writing}

Dear, Harry:

I've written you a poem. I hope it's not too cliché for you, I know you don't like that. I don't know if you got it yet, considering I only wrote it yesterday; But I hope you do, and I hope you can write back to me.

I miss you writing back to me. You only did it once, but I've been waiting so long for another. Please write back. I miss you.

Love, Louis.