Valentine's Day

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A petite blonde gives her beau a lingering hug in the street;
she is leaving him and i can feel the bittersweetness of their parting.

An elder couple, hand-in-hand, wait to cross the avenue
that separates Acres Park from their home.

A man and his wife, push their baby in a stroller
beside sunlit grass, and wildflower meadows.

It makes my heart ache to see such beauty; to acknowledge that love
comes out of the woodwork to nail together a ship-wrecked society.

I have no desire to be them, but rather to watch them—
these lovers in the park on a Sunday afternoon—

and wonder about their lives: how they met, how they stay together,
how they work through sensitive life material.

These lovers in the park on a Sunday afternoon
stay adoringly young in each other's eyes,

trampling across my heart,
leaving tiny footstamps
like children's prints in the sand.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
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COMMENTS
Vinod Kumar 12 February 2011
Nice Present of the favourite valentine`s day that brought our ever autumn thoughts,
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Sally Plumb Plumb 12 February 2011
It's good to be young at heart. Try 'Valentine' if you get time.
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Sally Plumb Plumb 12 February 2011
It's good to be young at heart. Try 'Valentine' if you get time.
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Yoni Assis 01 June 2010
Excellent. Love it.
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Xxx Xxx 19 February 2010
you don't compromize with the readers i think in any of your poems
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Trade Martin 14 February 2010
Nice one Goldy...., well written and very touching. Best regards, Trade.
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