Valentine’s Day Angst

I’m posting Colleen’s on her behalf – technical refresher still to happen!

 

Valentine’s Day Angst

 

I’ve had bouquets of roses

and swathes of  nemesias,

bunches of violets

and sweet-smelling freesias -

-but never on Valentine’s Day

 

I’ve had dinners in restaurants

(candle-lit, dreamy);

walks on wild beaches

lit by the moon;

soirees for two

on evening verandahs;

guitar serenades

while the sun’s in a swoon –

-but never on Valentine’s Day

 

I’ve had presents of bracelets and

rings and pearl necklets;

I’ve been showered with gifts

that I blush to describe –

I’ve had chocolates from Belgium

and oysters from Spain

delight straight from Turkey

flown in by a plane -

 

no matter the month, the day or the season

I’ve had letters and cards for any sweet reason,

propositions, proposals,

romantic intention –

 

there’s always just been

this one odd exception

 

never,

no, never,

on Valentine’s Day!

 

doesn’t anyone love me?

Colleen