Today is a day set aside for the love in our lives to be cherished, nurtured, remembered, and expressed, Its a day when we, as individuals, seemingly collectively recognize the 'Heart' we have inside - not the beating organ, but the 'spirit' that makes us the person we are. Some have made it a commercial success through thoughtless-though-actually-quite-full continual acquisition of flowers and endless chocolate, some even through jewelry (some of quite unquestionable taste). Cards, dinners, movies - even other special 'moments' intended as being shared. So many people seem to forget - others, during their year and so this day is seen, felt, and believed to be set aside to just... "Thank You" for caring about - all of the me's.
"Valentines Day - 2012"
Its so overcast outside...
and a dusting of snow awaits
being shovel-pushed aside.
There were no footsteps
to mar the expanse -
or infringe upon my eyes.
Nothing to distract -
nothing to hold...
silence inside,
a soft fog being expelled
as I paused - straightened
- remembered
then smiled.
"1" - its hard to reach out
with a shovel handle while
keeping the feet still...
"4" - Yeah THIS is for the young at heart
BUT
its the thought that counts...
"3" - sigh, it says it but
I miss the 'old' way.
...its time to softly shake the head
and go back inside...
hot chocolate, some slow-burning logs -
lots of 'fuzzy' thoughts
and memories crowding round.
Chris
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