My valentine

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    My valentine

    There comes a time
    When our lives will be become…
    Mere stories

    Our youthfulness …
    Lost to time
    ...Become mere memories

    But in my heart…
    I will keep the…passion
    …and love for you
    Never losing it to time

    Dear angel….
    Feel the pulse…
    From this caring heart
    And hear it pleading sound

    In this season of love
    I confess you to the world…
    Can’t live without you –
    ...Cos you are my life

    By Olurotimi Adeola (rowiade@yahoo.com)

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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