Oh yes you have guessed it, this is the time of year when young and old alike are in love. Some of us are still searching for that perfect love while others are lucky in love never wanting to part with the Valentine of their hearts.
Hearts Are Flowing
Red is the colour I wear for you, To show that my heart is filled, For every time you look my way, Causes my body to be thrilled.
Love’s in the air as I look back at you, Thoughts running through my mind, That tell me I am lucky in love, For you dear are one of a kind.
I don’t have to ask you, If you would alone be mine, Because day after day goes by, You are my true Valentine.
I don’t have to search and wonder, Who will love me true , Again day after day in my world, I know there’ll always be you.
So today with our hearts over flowing, With a love that brightens the sky, I’ll ask you to be my Valentine, Cause we love each other, that’s why.
Yo cuz...great Valentime write if I ever read one and I am sure when Fred finds this one on his pillow framed on satin and lace it's agoing to be a hot time in the Rideout household for sure.
hugs
fee
Every lover should have this poem on their refrigerator door to remind them of how lucky they are and give thanks for it. This would make a perfect card for Valentine's Day to send to the true love of your life.
They don't come any better than this poem and its a keeper.
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Love,
Sheri
Enjoyed
Love & Peace be with you
William
Be always safe,
Karen
Ron
hugs
fee
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
very well written Rose...
John
Love,
et
(((HUGS))) and much love, your Tx. friend, Karen Lynn. :D
Cheers,
Dan
Georg
Love, Christine
Sanja xo
They don't come any better than this poem and its a keeper.
LOVE YOU SIS, Selena