To Be My Valentine
Took Turn or Found a Twist
Maybe my poems might be a mind game
And God forbid who should get the blame
Was it you who mine you were reading
Or all of my hair that is now receding.
A hairline fracture has been on my head
Which caused me to wish I were dead
Now my forehead will brightly shine
And I can recline reading your valentine.
James Thomas Horn
Retired Veteran and Poet
RiverSea Plantation
Bolivia, NC
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