A hastily written but mightily felt wish of the heart…
Dear Mr. Valentine,
You sleep next to me like a happy rock.
As night rolls over into tomorrow,
I sit staring at our future.
Two creaky rocking chairs are there
Gnawing at the porch as we rest our aching backs
And laugh until breathing hurts our ribs.
Waterfalls and grassy balds and eagles
We’ve shared will occupy our minds
As we, together, will forget to say
The things we forgot that we meant to say
And laugh, still more.
This tea is so good, you’ll say.
I made it for you, I’ll say.
We are great old people aren’t we, Babe?
We’ll agree.
Just like we’ve always said we would be.
Dear Mr. Valentine,
as you lay there sleeping
As the night turns over to February 14,
I just want you to know I don’t need any flowers.
I remember all the ones we have seen.
I don’t need a ring or shiny things.
I remember the suns and the moons we’ve seen.
I don’t need you to say a bunch of romantical things.
I see them in the way that you still look at me.
Just promise me that
We will make great old people someday.
Christina Ward
2/14/19
Because sometimes you just decide it’s Valentine’s Day, and there are things to say. To the “happy rock” sleeping next to me, Happy Valentine’s Day.
Thank you for reading…Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!
Chirstina M. Ward | Fiddleheads & Floss Writing Services 
I really loved this. It reminds me of my valentine.
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🙂 Thank you… It’s the day-to-day love that truly matters.
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I loved it.
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Thank you 🙂
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I love this. Spot on too. My husband doesn’t have a romantic bone in his body but it’s the everyday things that matter. Will RT this.
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Thank you for reading. I am so glad you liked it. I totally agree. People have this idea that love is all about fancy dresses, feeding each other sexy desserts, and running hand in hand on the beach. And when that stuff isn’t there, they think it is over. But Hollywood love and everyday love are very different. Love is about mutual respect, and loving the daily life moments together. I wanted to reflect that in this poem…plus, I am always saying to him, “We are going to make GREAT old people some day,” usually through laughter! Glad you enjoyed it!
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