"A RED ROSE FOR MY LATE POPPA VIC"

Today I 'reflected back' to September 1996. The story is written by me, a 75-year-old woman. However, the video reflects views of an older woman and as a young girl who was always their daddy’s little girl. February 14, 2025, is a day of reflection. My conclusion is now and always was, “My Poppa was my dearest and most caring Valentine a girl could wish for. Happy Valentine’s Day!

A RED ROSE

For all who love,

To hold to your heart,

Avoiding thorns that start

You bleed,

From the rose seed.

We are born,

Without scorn,

From a woman’s wound

To spin into a rose,

Spreading petals,

Across the landscape

Of time and space.

I see your face.

I see your smile.

All the while

My dear child

I loved you then,

I love you now.

Look at the stars.

Look at the moon.

Look at the headlights,

On the cars,

Reflecting the moon so bright

You have gone so far away.

So, today

I will tell you, my late Poppa Vic

You are still my favorite Valentine,

From little Vic.

Happy Valentines Day!

Jam with me Poppa,

As we hear a new song

To play along,

But this time Poppa

I made a rhyme through time

With my music to play on,

Jammin with your buddies

Chill poppa!

I can still feel your last breath

As I held your hand that night

As you lay there in ICU.

I see you poppa.

We are holding hands

As you draw your last breath,

“Be a good girl, sister. I love you. Take care of my grands.”

Then I whispered to you as I grasp your hand, squeezing it so tightly,

Poppa, Dad, I love you so much. Yes, I will for my hero!”

Today is Valentine’s Day,

And I say,

To every one of you

Do not be blue,

Hug your brother,

Hug your sister.

To you, my dear poppa

I will always love you!

You take care now, big Vic!

Written by

Vicki Lawana Trusselli

Valentine's Day 2025