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OLD VALENTINES
The twinkle in your eyes is gone and
Time has wiped away
The handsome face, dark curly hair ~
Made it white and gray.
The joyful ways you always had
Are now demure and slow;
Like me, I guess, and Valentines
Were very long ago.
You’re in your chair - all settled back,
And I lay on the couch.
Close enough to touch your hand
If we just...reach out.
The winter’s here,
The day is drear,
Our tiny pond is ice;
Hard to believe the Lilly pads
In Springtime will be nice.
We live, we die,
Time passes on.
We find it matters small.
Some will remember
For a while,
Some...not at all.
If there’s a dot
Upon the space
Where our lives passed this earth,
It’s almost like
A miracle
Has birthed and lived its worth.
Old Valentines ~ remembering
The days that used to be.
You brought the card I held so dear
And got a kiss...from me.
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