Writing True

My Heart

. . . is the sky

in which

You’re the only star.

It carries your name,

And hums our song

As lovely as the robin sings.

It’s filled with joy

For the God-given

Heaven’s beautiful work of art—you.

Haiku · Love · Writing True

Happy Valentine’s Day

. . . can skip the dinner,

. . . can skip the Pandora too;

But not the flowers.

. . . can skip the buffet,

. . . can skip anything from Kay,

. . . not the chocolates.

. . . can skip the flowers

and the chocolates . . . but don’t

Forget the kisses.

Love is in the air—

May it stays there—and in our

Hearts through lifetime.

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