Poet's Platform Column | 8 Feb 07 by Janet Nesler | The Scioto Voice | Wheelersburg, Ohio

MY VALENTINE  How long ago was it, my Love, That we exchanged vows of covenant, Promising to love until death should us part, Only to find that our time was short And you would have to go away and take my heart. We had a glimpse of Heaven here, Walking side by side. The world was ours, each day was new. I didn’t know that I would have to find a different path, And walk apart from you. My Love, just having known you Was worth the pain of saying goodbye. The ache and emptiness linger there. Life is an arduous road now Without your presence here. The flowers that once grew on the roadside, Have now become stubble and dry____ I will walk that way just to get where you are And the step will go to a feverous high Because once again I will be with you, Valentine, there will be no more goodbyes. Virginia Davis Wiseman Cicero, Indiana   My Valentine As each year comes rolling around I think of our life as a sweet dream So beautiful are all these thoughts I am so happy we fit in lifes scheme Beauty I saw the first time we met Time has not diminished one thing My happiness came in abundance When on your finger I placed a ring Today I see that sparkle is still there One that has so captivated my heart With these feelings of genuine love From this heart they will never part There is much happiness in our union Knowing you are a lady that is so fine These years have all been great ones Janet will ever be my lovely valentine    Acie Workman Eden Park   A VALENTINE OF LOVE You may receive a lovely card, From those who love you so, Orperhaps a box of sweet chocolates, Wrapped all up with a big bow. Now I remember several years agog When the children were in school, They gave me pretty Valentines, Made with papers ribbon and glue. There was always a message written inside, With little scribblings that were so true, How they loved me with all their hearts, And Valentines that read, “ I Love you “. You can search for the prettiest Valentines, And spend lots of money and time, But I’ll treasure the children’s hand~ made cards, Written by hand, made with love- a special Valentine Nancy Mineer South Shore, KY