Valentine's Day, 2011
Missed out on the peanut butter cookies,
I was able to make the night before.
Blood vessels now bursting inside my face--
I was vomiting, and shivering cold.
Couldn't make those festive paper cut-outs:
Red and pink hearts on white lacey shadows.
And, Valentine. I love it. Sight and sound.
It brings many images to my mind:
Sea ships, gardens, and Victorian art;
Thoughts of persecuted priests, saints, martyrs;
The latest invisible reunion . . .
I sat up in bed, and then heard the news;
Grand-father had passed away that morning.
Although, happy about his new found peace,
And happy he may welcome me at death,
I couldn't help envy his new freedom.
My thoughts turned to Earthly matrimony.
Forty-seven years shared between the two.
My grand-parents: my Mimi and Pop-Pop.
Sixteen years apart they were--between deaths.
And then came, "Might I have a soul-mate too?
To Lady and Tramp spaghetti-kiss with?"
I wondered if I could have such love.
Not a puppy love. Not a Cupid love.
But, sacred love. A real love. A true love.
Forever yours -- Lakshmi and Vishnu --
Match made in Heaven above, kind of love.
I must say, this Valentine's Day -- a gem!
Copyright © M.E. Ward | Year Posted 2011
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