Throwback Thursday – Poem # 22

My apologies for not being around! I’ve just been so busy! So a day late, here is your TBT poem in time for Valentine’s Day.  I would like to explain what Valentine’s Day is and why celebrating it is just not really that important to me. The holiday began as a liturgical celebration for the Christian Saint Valentinus.  Then in the Middle Ages, Chaucer first associated the holiday with love when courting flourished. The story that it is a holiday created by the greeting card company is a myth, for in 18th century England it became a day for lovers to express their feelings with confectioneries, flowers, and, yes, greeting cards called valentines but they were hand written. To me, it was my parents’ anniversary and that was something to celebrate. They showed me what true love is and it’s not cards, chocolate, or flowers. It’s the little things and if you’re with the right person – every day is a day of love. A gift someone gives you just because they thought of you is SO much better than something they feel they have to give you because of a holiday.

It was written in 1986 – I can’t remember who it was for 🙂


Valentine’s Day

 I just wanted to tell you “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

And let you know all the things I couldn’t say.

There is so much I want you to know,

I want you to know how I love you so.

I didn’t love you in the beginning, I only liked you,

But someone in this short time I’ve grown to love you.

I also want you to know that I respect you

I don’t know what makes me but I do.

There is something within you that brings out this respect

Even though when I’m with you I just don’t know what to expect.

The way your eyes light up when you smile

Makes me feel as if I’ve run a mile.

And when you do just out of the blue,

I fall more deeply in love with you.

I am so scared to tell you how I feel

Even though for me I’m sure it’s real.

I don’t want to scare you away

So I keep it to myself from day to day.

But deep down inside of me

Is a violent, crashing, and angry sea.

And it is only when you are around

That those crashing waves calm down.

I want you only for myself

But I won’t keep you on a shelf.

I want to know what’s in your mind.

If you tell me your thoughts, I’ll tell you mine.

I want to know you inside and out.

I want to know what your life is about.

Believe it or not I care about you,

And I’ll always be true to you.



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