Valentine's Day Poem by Sandra Martyres

She sits waiting for the doorbell to ring
Attired in her most gorgeous gown
It is unusual for her to be dressed in time
But today is special it is the 14th of February
And she is waiting for her Valentine

Will he or won't come around
To accompany her to the grand Ball
Meant to celebrate Valentine's Day
Nervously she arranges her dress
Sprays a litttle more perfume - a new one

Minutes seem like hours at times like this
Her eyes move from the clock to the mirror
The silence in the room is almost ominous
Until the doorbell finally rings, excitedly she jumps
Only to trip over the voluminous gown

With a sprained ankle she hobbles to the door
Looking a mess with tears and eyeliner
Rolling down her cheeks Prince Charming is unfazed
Placing the red roses in her trembling hands
He gets on his knees to examine the ankle

He is truly a man for all seasons
The ankle is bandaged and the tears dried
Sportingly he changes the venue to
A cosier place with a candle light dinner for two
Tears give way to smiles sealed with a kiss