Unique Gifts

Unique Gifts

Will anyone give me valentines? No, my friend, they won’t,
for the ones who might are absent and the ones around me don’t.
I haven’t romance in my life near enough to kiss
unless there’s someone close at hand I’ve been inclined to miss.
I  know the famous day is here. The streets are lined with flowers,
balloons and underpants with hearts and teddy bears in towers.
Cups with hearts and arrows. Chocolates tied in bows.
Who all these gifts will go to, heaven only knows.
I’m sure that none are meant for me, for I don’t have a honey
who knows how to buy anything with credit card or money.
Yes, he sleeps with me at night and gives me lots of kisses,
but holidays and gifts and flowers are all things that he disses.
So I’ll  be satisfied with gifts not  found in any mall—
like how he  pees outside now, and comes running when I call.


For more poems about hearts, go to dversepoets  HERE.

The prompt today was expectation.

38 thoughts on “Unique Gifts

    1. lifelessons Post author

      I know. This vacation together has been good for us both. He’s learning to stay fairly near without a leash and I’m trusting him more not to wreak devastation in the house. And I’m certainly improving my ball throwing skills.

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      I am too, Mary. He has been so happy to have all the attention. Everyone knows him. All the people at my table tonight said, Oh, the Scottie? We know him! He is so adorable.. Mothers shouldn’t boast, but he really is.

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    1. lifelessons Post author

      Thanks, Purple Pen. We are having so much fun and growing closer. He draws a lot of friends. Just today three little kids threw the ball for him for a long time. They had so much fun and I loved watching them.

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