When it comes to the day of hearts all the love is square and centered on my people.
The man of my heart and husband forever.
My guy and my girlie.
They are my Valentines.
I Love:: my Valentines.
Happy Valentine's Day
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Happy Valentine's Day
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And, on Valentine's Day, something I love to my Dear:
- e.e. cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
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11:35 am: So far, our day has been filled with cards, homemade and store bought. The silly decorations from the little, little days, the bowl of hearts, a bit of sweet and lots of the color red. I love this day when the only real pressure is to remember the people we love, love, love.
3:35 pm: A short trip to the Farmers Market with me in sniffles and my girlie with a sore throat confirms the truth: My husband is still 17 (which is hard to reconcile with 18 years of marriage). While walking from the car to buy veggies and sour dough, he revved up his new iPod ap. The one with all the bodily function sounds. The kiddies giggled while I wondered what instigated this business.
It must be love.
3:35 pm: A short trip to the Farmers Market with me in sniffles and my girlie with a sore throat confirms the truth: My husband is still 17 (which is hard to reconcile with 18 years of marriage). While walking from the car to buy veggies and sour dough, he revved up his new iPod ap. The one with all the bodily function sounds. The kiddies giggled while I wondered what instigated this business.
It must be love.
1 comment:
Beautiful! Happy Valentine's Day!
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