I tossed a coin of chocolate
At the corner store, just bought it
In my pocket, I was keeping it for you
It's merely just a trinket
But maybe you would think it
An offering of love, a gesture true
I picked a perfect pansy
It was sweet as sugared candy
Thinking it a dandy thing to do
And drew a sketch in charcoal
Of your face and all it's sparkle
In brown paper, tied a ribbon blue
I wrote a catchy love song
And a sonnet, thought it too long
But belongs, my heart attached forever new
To the treasure of your laughter
And my happily ever after
All these trinkets, if my love you only knew
Though trinkets, (are they really trinkets...? I don't think everyone can write poem or sketch a portrait) they become priceless depending on the attitude of the donor and the kind of bond existing between the giver and the taker...! A sweet poem!
A delightful rhythm... a well paced cadence... sweetly descriptive of a secret longing... Nicely done dear poet...
Such wonderful imagery! Those little thimgs turned into a lovely poem so beautifully written!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dear Susan, Very sweet feelings of. I loved it by my heart. Thanks!