A Valentine Mystery
The day is drawing near,
Valentine day is here,
I have not heard from
Karina: the one I hold so dear
As all my poems does she read,
Comments on a few,
Gives me courage, to carry on,
This I must do.
As writing a new valentine not an easy task,
After all many years gone by, I sent out quite a few.
The thoughts all there, memories too.
The only thing gone wrong is whom I sent them to.
As any girl with ponytails, I knew what I had to do.
Many years gone by waiting for an answer this they never do.
As I left no forwarding address just hoping that they knew.
Some day I hope to get a Valentine from someone,
even if they don’t sign their name, I’ll think it’s just from you.
I be 83 my heart still has a spot, waiting just for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem