Faded Valentines
glued
glittered
valentines
gifts for mommy
scribbled words of love
fly from children’s fingers
to rest in attic boxes
while affections stray to others
and in the dawn of a winter’s day
she unfolds her faded hearts, loved anew
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In honor of Valentine’s Day, an etheree for
Colleen’s #tanka Tuesday.
No prompt words this week.
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And a bonus!
My Grandson’s Valentine’s Day Poem
(age 5)
Love is red
Love makes me happy
Love is connected to peace
Love is about Martin Luther King
I love my family
more than infinity