It is Valentine’s night. Some of you will be home alone. For the ones, flying solo, I hope you bought yourself a huge box of bonbons and a new pair of shoes…or a golf club…or something nice. You deserve a Valentine.
Others of you will be out with Mate enjoying romantic food, wine, music, dancing, wrestling. I hope you remembered to tell your Valentine how much you love them and why.
The Box
Well, there you have it!
It’s all crystal clear.
I’d never had guessed
Without it right here.
Wrapped up so tight
And bound with a string.
It’s contents a mystery.
My mind off wondering.
Shiny and so bright
Or something sweet.
It’s not too heavy
For something to eat.
Maybe it’s diamonds.
No, maybe candy.
It could be screwdrivers.
Now, that’d be handy.
Is it a gift card
To my favorite store?
The shoes I would buy!
Sandals and pumps galore.
But what if it’s, no,
I just couldn’t say.
You know, it very well
Might be lingerie.
Lacy and racy
Or maybe just fun.
Oh, what if it’s a
Suit to lay in the sun?
“Why not open it?”
I hear you say.
“And spoil my surprise
For Valentine’s Day?”
You point to the calendar,
And then you sigh.
I giggle with glee
And a glint in my eye.
Off with the bow.
The paper’s all torn.
Inside the box
It look rather worn.
Folded so neatly
It’s your old sweatshirt.
My reaction’s confused.
You look rather hurt.
As I unfold it a
Picture flutters down.
We’re standing together
In that little town.
I remember the rose
You brought me that day.
It smelled so sweet
On Valentine’s Day.
So, I put on your shirt
And see something more
An envelope in the box.
“What is this for?
“You never write cards.”
“But today I did so.
I have something else
I needed to show.”
Carefully lifting.
Don’t want to tear.
My name inscribed
With hearts, love and care.
Slide out the card.
It’s thick on one side.
The picture so lovely
I warm up inside.
Opening slowly to find,
My heart skips a beat,
The rose from that day
Pressed flat and neat.
Beneath it the writing
Was not of some poet.
Instead in your hand,
Anywhere I would know it.
“I may not remember
All the dates and time,
But one will never
Fade from my mind.
“On Valentine’s Day
Those years ago,
You said you were mine.
Together we’d grow.
“The years have passed
And each one’s shown
How deep and how strong
Our love has grown.
“I love you today
More than I did then.
This Valentine’s know
I’d do it all again.”
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(c) Ann Marie Dwyer
<3 Red.
Androgoth
/ February 14, 2012A lovely poem my great friend
your passion for the written word
is only likened to the love that
you share with your sweet Bear
Have a beautiful evening Red
and of course with your love 🙂
Androgoth XXx
Red
/ February 15, 2012Thank you, Andro. I hope you had a wonderful Valentine’s Day with your lovely Jenny Goth.
Red.
Let's CUT the Crap!
/ February 14, 2012You’re making me blush!
Red
/ February 14, 2012*Grins*
Barb
/ February 15, 2012The best I can do for poetry is limericks, so I admire your meter and rhyme. I hope your day was wonderful
Red
/ February 15, 2012Thank you so much, Barb! You have a talent which I cannot touch…I cannot (read genetically incapable) write a limerick or a haiku. And they fascinate me so.
bear
/ February 15, 2012To the Stalker that stalks her here
let me make something perfectly clear
she is mine and mine alone.
Your behavior can not be condoned.
But I must confess before I arrest
that I have done in a most peaceful way to keep you at bay.
But alas this will wait because vacation calls
and through the thrill of it all when I come to call
It will be the end.
Red
/ February 15, 2012Does the happy dance for vacation! <3
prenin
/ February 15, 2012Love the poem Red – you folks are a delight to my cynical heart!!!
you guys have a great week!!! 🙂
Love and hugs!
Prenin.
Red
/ February 15, 2012I am glad we are melting that big heart of yours, Pren. Bundle up! {HUGZ} Red.
Christy
/ February 15, 2012I like the way you insert conversation and questions in the poem. I found myself racing to the next line wanting to read more!
Red
/ February 15, 2012I tend to approach poetry in a very similar way to fiction. A mite differently than prose, but very similar to fiction. Glad you liked it.
Tom (Aquatom1968)
/ February 15, 2012Nice one, Red! 😀
Red
/ February 15, 2012Glad you like this one, Tom. Red.
MattAndJojang
/ February 15, 2012Beautiful, Red! Love it!
~ Matt
Red
/ February 15, 2012I thought it far more fitting for Valentine’s Day. Glad you like it!
Red.
grantahelms
/ February 16, 2012Beautiful Red.
Red
/ February 16, 2012Thank you, Grant.
lorrelee1970
/ February 22, 2012Sweet, sweet, sweet. I love that poem.
I think I have a cavity now.
Red
/ May 28, 2012Let’s hope it is not the kind which requires a boat load of novocaine.