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Valentines Day 1998-To My Baby

Here I am... my senior year in high school we've been together for two years already... Look at me. I have my journal in my hands opened up to the many pages upon pages of words written to you, my baby. Around my neck lies the necklace you gave me from up north. I am laying on my baby blanket, and next to me is the first stuffed animal you ever gave me... a puppy holding a rose. This picture is so innocent and sweet. It is for you, and no one else. You make me want to write books upon books of words to show my love for you. You inspire me to do what is right, follow my dreams to be a writer one day. Thank you or bringing happiness, inspiration and love into my young life. I promise to give you the gift of forever baby. One day we will be married, have a house and a dog. A child we will create out of love. I just know it will be a girl. Daddy's little girl.... Happy Valentines Day baby! February 14, 1998 Written to my boyfriend (now husband) for Valentines Day 1998, I was 18 and he was 20. We have been together since I was 16, and here we are 21 years later and more in love than ever. He is my soul mate and I am his. Our dream of being married, having a little girl and dog came true after all. I can't imagine my life without him, and I know he feels the same about me. It's very rare to find the kind of love we share these days, and the best part is knowing we were each other's first love and only love. Valentines Day is coming up and if you are reading this sweetheart, I love you and always will!!! (he likes to read my poems here at PS) posted: February 9, 2017

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Date: 2/10/2017 8:33:00 AM
May God bless you and your husband for many years to come, Laura:)
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Date: 2/9/2017 11:53:00 AM
Your words strike an arrow in my own heart. Bless the kind of love you know.
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