I’ve not got you a card this year,
But it doesn’t mean that I don’t care.
No card could truly quite convey,
My love for you in the right way.
They’re either funny, rude or trite,
So this year, I just thought I might,
Attempt; myself; to get it right.
I realised quite soon however,
That all my words would sadly never
Tell of my love’s intensity,
A Keats or Shelley, I’d have to be!
So after many hours of thought,
And wishing that a card I’d bought;
I’ve come up with this simple line.
Now and forever, my Valentine!
Reflections 