The Blue Valentine
The day finally came
It was bright and displayed fame
She knew her moment had come
To be cosy, rosy and plum
Her hair, face, lips, lashes, nails were
all detailed
For her wishes , thoughts, dreams and
desires had prevailed.
She chose the dress- a black and
white polka dot
Doned with a scarlet belt
With red velvetty stilletos, to make
the look hot
Her heart as sure as her pay day
That this was the big day
To be asked the question of her life
And finally like her mommy, be a wife.
Why was she so convinced about this
day?
Hadn't he shown all the indications?
Persuaded her not to meddle the
evening with any complications?
For he had something treasured to tell
her?
She longed, she believed, she smiled.
Then a message on her phone flashed
Her face with expectation blushed
Then the wide smile thinned
You would see her face like one pinned
It paled, frowned and raged
She tore her dress, disheveled her
hair
And across the room flew her shoe
The day, her day, had turned,
To a Blue Valentine.
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