The Singing Card

You see, an exchange of young hearts Calls for flaunt and display After a long wait, finally It was Valentines Day Painted my lips a pretty pink Curled my hair overnight For young lads with hearts in their hands I must have been a sight He came to pick me at five sharp With a solitary red rose And an envelope, very pink That's my color, he knows He gently kissed my cheek as I Opened the envelope ‘To my sweetheart’ the pink card said I was high without dope ‘You are so beautiful’, so it Sang out clear, loud and wide I blushed deep red, he quickly said I meant from the inside A girl needs to hear she's pretty Her eyes gems,her skin silk Inner beauty save for later I blabbered in deep sulk Written on:07/22/2016 Contest:'Pink Domino' by Sara Kendrick