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About This Poem
Forgotten Valentine
Two-Fourteen is just another date,
It doesn't mean a thing.
It's been so long since valentines
Could make my young heart sing.
There'll be no greeting in my mail,
No sweet note with my name.
I brush away a silent tear
Remembering love's game.
I open up my treasure box
And once again go through
These memories of the long ago
When love was fresh and new.
There on the very top I find
The card I'm looking for,
From the sweet boy with laughing eyes,
With message to adore.
I put it back into the box
With another wistful tear.
There it will stay for twelve long months,
Forgotten for a year.
Written: 2/1/13
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