I have to confess. I haven’t bought Jeff a card in probably 12 years. I know, it sounds bad, but please, hear me out. One day, over a decade ago, I was perusing the card store for the perfect anniversary card, but I just couldn’t find the right one. Frustrated, I left the card aisle and began meandering through the store. A small hardback book caught my eye because of its colorful, yet manly cover. I thought it might be a book of poems that I could give Jeff, but to my disappointment, the book was empy. Blank. It was a journal. Too bad, I thought. It would make a pretty gift book.
Suddenly, I realized that since I do love writing, why in the world should I pay money for a card that can’t begin to say what I am feeling in my heart for the man of my dreams. I snatched up that journal, and for our anniversary, I wrote an entry. Now, almost every holiday, I pull the same journal out and add more to it. Jeff has a collection of my writing, just for him, that I hope he will treasure all his life.
Not too long ago, I began actually writing poems for Jeff’s journal. I have NEVER been a poet. Writing lines of verse really is an excruciating process for me… but the results have been awesome. I have been able to come really close to giving Jeff a true picture of my love for him. I haven’t yet found all the right words, but I sometimes think the right words haven’t yet been invented, and maybe one day, I’ll coin them. But for now, each holiday, I write Jeff a poem from my heart. I think I would like to share my Valentine poem with you. This one isn’t all that serious, but I think it’s cute. We can’t be serious all the time.
A Year of Love for You
I love you in March like a loud untamed lion:
A heart racing wild like the wind our kites fly in.
In April I love you with showers of green:
With blossoms of kisses, a love garden unseen.
In May I love you like long rays of sun,
My arms warm and ready for your early return.
I love you in June like the moon on the sand:
Gentle yet striking, following earth’s command.
My love in July is hot, fire-cracking:
With barbeque kisses that are oh so lip-smacking!
In August my love is like long afternoon shade
It’s refreshing and lingering, like sweet lemonade.
My love in September sings out like a school bell:
It’s time to learn more and on you only to dwell.
My love in October shines bright white like the cotton:
The hard work you do is never forgotten.
In November I love you with a full-harvest heart:
I’m stuffed with emotion, full of the joy you impart.
My love in December is soft and mild
as our hearts are reminded of the love brought by a Child.
In January I love you like everything’s new
Pure as snow, clear as ice, I am frozen with you.
But in February I love you with a red heart and big kiss:
My Valentine Sweetheart, you’ve brought me a full life of bliss.
Happy Valentine’s Day