A Valentine for ever
As she stepped into that corner of the garden
That was hers alone for fourteen years
That drew her like a magnet this day every year
She felt as would on her first night a maiden.
Gently she cut through the firm stem
Of that single saved for red rose.
As she walked back to her bedroom
Her mind raced back to her first Valentine’s Day.
He had sneaked into her room and bed,
A single rose he brushed against her face and
Whispered ‘Love you to the end of the world’.
Then he was gone as hastily as he had come.
Today she wondered if he’d time to be with her.
The rose against her heart she walked to him.
As she knelt before him and placed the rose down,
A tear fell smearing the sparkly epitaph.
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