Saint Valentine’s Ain’t The Day
By GC SMITH
I don’t show up
on Saint Valentine’s day
with ‘merican beauty roses
beaucoup Belgian chocolates
ribeye steaks or lobster tails
nor those shiny baubles ladies love
Nope, I save all those
for three days later
anniversary of the day in ’62
when we tied the knot;
the first day of the best days
of our star touched lives
Year forty-eight
comes up on Wednesday
(fifty that we’ve been together)
time flashed by so quickly
damn, it seems like yesterday
but we’re still looking for tomorrow
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
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