“Please, won’t you be my valentine?”
That’s the slogan on my sign
As up and down the street I trudge,
But can’t get any hearts to budge.
It could be I’m too blatantly
Begging someone to love me.
Perhaps if I were less profuse
The guys would then be less obtuse.
But when you’re pressing 101
And haven’t much time left for fun,
It seems a shame to take it slow —
Playing hard-to-get, you know.
But I just thought of something more:
It could be at the problem’s core
Is simply there’s no hearts to win
‘Cause there’s no hundred-year-old men.
Please don’t ask me where this came from because I don’t have a clue. I’m still a long way from a hundred and one. And I know I broke some grammar rules, but that’s one of the really great things about poetry: You can get away with stuff you could never get away with in prose. 🙂
HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!
Happy Valentine’s Day! Enjoy!
Never too old Sandra. Have a Happy Valentine’s Day! 😉
Thanks, Dennis. Do you ever have verses just sort of pop up in your head — only a line or two — and you can’t resist going with them to see where they’ll lead you? That’s what happened with this one. Yesterday I sat down in front of my computer, thinking, I really ought to write something about Valentine’s Day. It’s almost here. And all of a sudden these first two lines were running through my brain. As silly as the whole concept is, I just had to see where those two lines led. 🙂