Ballentine's Poem by PHUMLA KHANYILE

What is a valentine without a Ballantine?

If not a lonely sad sober day

Come Sunday I'll drown my sorrows

Sink my lips in the tallest of glasses


I'll drink to all the lovers out there

While moaning the lonely hearts

Though i do not have my valentine

I sure can get a Ballantine


Unlike all lovers that comes and go

He'll abide to soften my heart

Until all tears dry into flakes of laughter

With all memories dazed out for a while


I will not remember what use to be

Nor bother to wear red nor white

I'll be confined in my home alone

Wetting my soul in golden streams


What is a valentine without a Ballantine?

If not a feast day for memories to roll

Come Sunday I'll toast with a sip

And dance until my feet ache