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Valentines Confusion

I never quite know how to feel. It used to mark a day of sweets A day of cards and laughter. At 10, my views were changed. The phone call came And even though it was a blizzard, We were left at the sitters. Hours went by. They picked us up at midnight. I knew something was wrong. My father kissed my forehead, Something he had never done. It's hard to be happy on Valentines Day, But I try to find comfort knowing You left us, To be with your Valentine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 2/13/2012 12:21:00 PM
That is one sad poem...Hang in there..
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