Valentine’s Day comes once a year.
It’s the only day of poet fear.
Words flow freely, most every day.
But once a year, I’ve nothing to say.
~
I share my love with dreams and wishes.
And little things, sometimes dishes.
I hold you close and we stick like glue.
Because every day I love you.
~*~
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rhymesalot 
When I first read the title I thought it said “Happy Valendumbass Day” hahaha
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lol, Mark, that may be next years poem as it certainly applies to me. Thanks and enjoy your day.
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