What would Valentine’s Day be without romantic lyrics or poetry? Hmm… I’m not sure I know the answer to that. But it’s reminded me of something. In college, my creative writing class included a segment on writing poetry. (This was entirely different than my reading poetry class, of which I spoke earlier.) Since I’d been dashing off poems since 7th grade, I had thought it would be an easy enough task.
And, it was… until the day my professor embarrassed me by telling the entire class that the kind of poetry I wrote “should be hidden away in a bedroom drawer”. Sigh. Therefore… I will share someone else’s romantic poetry with you today instead of my own. 😉
PS: This song is dedicated to the valentine I don’t have. 😉
© 1985, Merrit Malloy From The People Who Never Said Good-Bye
It was Valentine's Day Another Christmas for lovers He thought surely he would hear from her tonight (she loved him so when they played that song) So he built himself a winter fire and waited by the phone It was Valentine's Day So she bought fresh flowers at the market and she poured jasmine in her bath this afternoon She thought surely he would find her on a night like this "I'll always love you in February," he used to say They both stayed home on the fourteenth of February this year Each was hoping the other would call by now But the familiar theme from The Tonight Show reminded them that the night was closing He was certain she was with somebody else Her Irish hair in somebody else's hands He felt so old that he wore socks to bed And she felt so cold that she turned the electric blanket up to nine and let the dog sleep on the bed They both took a sleeping pill and were asleep before Johnny brought out his first guest