Sunny, clear and cold,
We celebrate as of old…
A warm embrace
Fingers trace
On skin patterns bold!
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Hey–romantic ;love,
Being closer than in a glove…
The day we’re telling
Our heart swelling
Is for our turtle dove!
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Presents and cupcakes reign,
Romantic foods by design…
Baubles and things
Give love wings,
Or at least that’s the hoped for sign!
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–Jonathan Caswell
OH, WHAT A TIME WE HAD!!!!
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Oh, what a Valentine’s Day,
The Missus snored away…
Woke up for lunch
And liked it a bunch,
Eating most of what I gave.
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After church I brought home a plate
Of valentine cake but she’ll wait…
For it and the fruit
‘Till then it’s moot,
To ask when it will be “ate”.
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Each time she fell asleep
Down the hallway I’d creep…
A neighbor caught me
At my computer, times three–
But THIS TIME that neighbor’s asleep?
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My love liked her poem and card
And candy–sugar free–starred—
My slow-bake steak
And potato was great,
On her noontime mu card!
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I explained SHE WAS MY Valentine,
Not getting much I didn’t mind…
I helped her put on clothes
And helped blow her nose,
I got a kiss from my love–very fine!
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–Jonathan Caswell
MORE THAN SATISFACTORY
A special Valentines Day,
More snow is coming to play…
On hills and dales
That high wind avails,
Whilst we stay inside and sashay!
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We have our Saturday dinner,
My wife’s fancy dress a winner…
A Polish feast
For greatest to least,
Ah, community love doth glimmer!
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After our repast nightcap,
We ambled home for a nap…
My love and me
Snore peacefully,
In recliners and my C-PAP!
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She got a card out for me,
Am I too lazy?,,,
Neither could shop
(Will the snow ever stop!),
Our love is for eternity.
–Jonathan Caswell
VALENTINE WRAP-UP
BUT WERE YOU CAUGHT???
Hardly the best of remarking,
But…thinking back to your “sparking”…
Was your safe hideaway
Suddenly blown away,
And some caught you both larking?
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Think back to when life was young
And tempting activities hung…
Between you two
Wanting to do,
What Valentine’s Day had begun.
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Think of those times in the car
When one got “so far”…
Maybe more than one ought
And then was caught,
All steamed up, under the stars!
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It seems a long time ago
Since we were inclined so…
To contort
In loving sport,
Romancing our love “no-show”.
–Jonathan Caswell
COMPANY COUPLES’ BOARD
In the Lobby where I “sits”
Where an employee exits…
There is a display
For Valentine’s Day,
Of married couples’ portraits.
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Spilling over on up the wall,
A display case can’t hold us all…
Of couple who feel
Love is real
And are willing to stand tall.
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It’s a contest, so I hear,
With chocolates, flowers and cheer…
It brings to mind
That love isn’t blind,
But chooses to stay with it, clear.
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Come celebrate with me
That marriage is definitely…
Anticipated
The way to be mated
For the good of society!!
–Jonathan Caswell
If y’all recall, last year I wrote about my season of fat. That is the time between October (Halloween candy) and Valentines (boxes of chocolates caramels). I love my season of fat because I eat what I want and don’t care because I don’t have to put on a swimsuit. What? You made pumpkin bread? Awesome! Let me eat the whole loaf by myself!
All of this is great in theory, except that I forgot to stop at the end of Valentines day. That, and the fact that I sat on my butt using writing as an excuse not to go to the gym, made for more than an inch to be pinched on my sexy elbows. Apparently fat cells reproduce faster than rabbits. Either that or some one cruelly glued candy bars and milkshakes to my ass… under my skin. Yeah, that’s it.
This is me
Either way, cry for me Argentina readers, for I am no longer allowed a season of fat this year. I will have to eat rabbit food and pretend to be hot for Halloween. All of this because I’m taking a girls’ trip to Vegas. Sigh.
Loves ya bunches,
Becca
Lady or Not… Here I Come!
By the Mighty Mumford 