2/15

It’s two fifteen;
not the time, but the date
No heart shaped cookies
remain on the plate
No unopened cards
with words of romance
No unfulfilled dreams
of a dinner and dance
No fondue for two,
no chocolate or wine
No hand-holding stroll,
no stand-still of time
No, all that remains
are a flower or two
and the whispers of love
that were said to you.
All that remains
is the warmth of embrace,
the touch, the caress
and the smile on your face
All that remains
is the love that you share
not just for one day.
It’s always there
In good times and bad;
easy or hard
Your smile and your touch
are my Valentine card.

Jeff Hildebrandt © 2/15/11