On This Very Special Day

I.

Valentines is coming.

Just a few days away.

Loving hands awaits a dozen roses

while lovers anticipate sweet things.

Sweet words in cards or

Chocolates truffles

in cute, little, heart-shaped boxes.

II.

Some will get engaged

with diamond-studded rings.

Others seek

their first kiss,

for love is all the rage

on this very special day.

III.

Everybody’s happy

Everybody’s fine.

This day goes forth

on this very special day.

IV.

And here I am,

alone with memories.

For that very special day

Is now the past.

V.

Once I had

roses to give

and sweet things in

Cards and boxes.

Once I had silver and gold

and treasure galore

to shower my one true love.

On that very special day.

V.

She made my day,

With a kiss and hug

She made my day

When she softly said,

“You made my day.”

VI.

Even when she moved

hundred miles away.

And the phone was our way.

The roses,

the candy

and the cards

kept coming her way

on that very special day.

VII

And like a blind fool

There was nothing I wouldn't do

for my one true love.

I needed her sweet words

and joy,

for the distance made days long

except on

that very special day.

VIII.

I never expected much from her.

I did all the work for her.

No need for thanks

Her pretty voice on the phone

made things swell.

IX.

I loved her with all my heart,

even as the distance between

soon broke us apart.

For I loved so much

and she....just liked me.

X.

I've tried to paint a pretty picture,

as plainly as you can see,

of a nowhere relationship

built on "ifs" and "maybes."

Some will say I was stringed along,

Some will say that she held on

to something that wasn’t there.

XI.

Just as I held on for reasons quite the same.

It was love devoured by lives lived far

from a distance that became a vast sea.

My one true love

soon it became a vanquished love.

And now somebody gives her

roses, cards, chocolates and

Jewelry galore.

It's just not me.

XII.

And every year,

I’m reminded of all I did

for nothing in return

on that very special day.

XIII.

Sometimes I wonder what she's doing.

Sometimes I wonder if I'll talk to her another time

Sometimes I wonder if I'll be a sucker for that again,

on that very special day.

XIV.

Valentines is coming.

And I think I'll miss this one.

I have fond memories,

but that’s all I have

on this very special day.