15 Saturday Feb 2014
Each Valentine’s Day,
every kid’s temptation was
the sweet convections of
powdery sugar candy
with the see-through heart
on the box front.
We’d shake and turn the boxes
peeking through the cellophane,
checking out the messages
impressed into the heart shapes
before choosing our purchase.
Then, in hushed whispers, we’d pick
the one we thought would send
our secret Valentine into a heart spin and
slip it inside a paper Valentine picked
just for them, hoping they felt the same.
14 Friday Feb 2014
Red is the color of my true love,
a positive aura in adversity. He
balances my pink personality
when mega cautious tries to rule.
His powerful stance and personality
helped his career quickly advance;
whereas my pink, more reticent self
leaned toward intuition more readily.
He’s self-assured and has overcome strife,
Cerebral Palsy and polio, to name just two;
But here is where my pinkness shines,
my nurturing soul yearns to take care of him.
You’d not likely find two more diverse souls.
However, like the colors that represent us,
blended together, we become a richer,
more beautiful version of each other.
Phyllis Moorman 