Thursday, February 15, 2024 Valentine’s Day Poem: A Day Late and a Dollar Short

Roses are red
Chocolates are brown
You’re the best husband
In any town.

Chocolates are brown,
Violets are blue,
Yours is a love
That is truly true.

Violets are blue,
Red is my heart,
I’ll love you, dear
Until death do us part.

Note: I really wanted to return to the phrase “roses are red” to complete the symmetry of the poem, so originally this was the last stanza:
Violets are blue
Roses are red,
I’ll love you dear,
‘Til one of us is dead.

That last line kind of ruined the mood, though, so I changed it up, with minor regrets.

This poem and post are dedicated to my husband, the one whose love is truly true.

I’ll probably delete this when one of us is dead…