“Be still my heart!”
That’s what young people say
when they fall in lust.
At our age, no one says, “Be still my heart.”
I mean, really, it could happen!
Suppose you say, “be still my heart” and the powers that be
take that literally! I’d be a widow!
Maybe “be quiet my heart” would be more prudent.
Plus, it’s kind of poetic.
Even at my age (old enough to get the vaccine right now)
my heart might flutter a bit when we’re being romantic
(though admittedly, that has not happened in about three months
since your leg starting giving you trouble).
Now, here it is a week until Valentine’s Day,
and I’ve done nothing.
Not written a poem.
Not prepared a card with embellishments from my scrapbook supplies.
So here’s my idea:
I’ll just look forward to Valentine’s Day
hug my heartthrob (that would be YOU):
and tell myself, “Be quiet my heart”
P.S. I Love You.
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