I always made fun of Valentine’sy Day, but don’t anymore.
It’s just a Hallmark holiday, I’d say, love has nothing to do with it.
Since then, I see, love has everything to do with it, even if it comes long-stemmed in an overpriced box, since it’s so needed in what seems to have become, such a loveless world.
I made cards for all my neighbors I’ll leave by their doors with little boxes of candy hearts saying things like, Be Mine…Yours Truly and Be True.
The doormen are getting lollipops that say LOVE on them, tied with bright red ribbon.
There’s an older woman on the 12th Floor, that rarely comes out, who will find a pink rose on her doorstep.
And Teddy, the shaggy dog in the next building, has a heart cookie coming, made of beef.
Someone, who will remain nameless, said how silly and stupid my frilly gestures are, as he so snidely put it.
You see, that’s my point, the one I didn’t get right away.
Love is kind…Love is inspiring…
it’s fuel for our hearts in any way it comes.
And there’s nothing silly, stupid or frilly about it.
So as far as my pal goes, who thinks I’m such a blazing asshole…call me crazy, but I send love your way, all the same, cause you’re such a little cranky monkey.