Valentine Of Mine MAG

By Anonymous

   It was not decorated in fancy lace or bedecked in jewels

It did not come in shiny wrapping or topped with many bows

It was not flowers or candy or a ring for my finger

(Although I wouldn't have minded, goodness knows.)

I couldn't touch it, smell it, shake it, hear it,

But if I dropped it, it would surely break.

It wasn't bought at Neiman Marcus or Filene's

But it couldn't possibly be a fake.

He gave it to me so selflessly but I was too blind to see

This gift he gave, this present just for me.

We were too different: he was into football, I was into art.

That I didn't care about him, even when he gave his heart.

So I lost him, and now I see my greatest error of all time.

I lost the nicest, sweetest boy, that valentine of mine.

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Hope Udarbe said...
on Jan. 27 2011 at 4:47 pm
Hope Udarbe, Westminster, Colorado
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How sad but the poem was very great

on Apr. 18 2009 at 4:19 pm
Inkspired PLATINUM, Whitby, Other
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Favorite Quote:
"If one will scoff at the study of language, how, save in terms of language, will one scoff?" - Mario Pei
"I write for the same reason I breathe - because if I didn't, I would die." Isaac Asimov

I love it! It's really nice, it has rhythm, and the emotion is there. So SAD!


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