A Lone Valentine

A tear drops

Color splatters


A single red rose

Babyโ€™s breath



Sun swept hair

Sparkling sapphire eyes

Now, smoldering grey


Silk dress, pure

Now, crimson stained


A lone Valentine


Written by Beth Malbon

February 13, 1998

My apologies as this is not a happy or loving poem for Valentineโ€™s Day. But when I wrote it I always wondered what those who didnโ€™t have Valentines or loves in their lives felt like on this celebratory day of love would feel like.

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    1. Happy Valentineโ€™s Day to you too. At 52 years old, Iโ€™ve finally thrown in the towel at โ€œfalling in love.โ€ I do know it exists though – Iโ€™ve seen it with my parents, grandparents and friends. I hope that some day you will find your love.


      1. I am also 52 and feel the same way. Love always seems to go horribly wrong for me even though I have the best of intentions. I would need some serious help (and miracles) from God to believe in love I think ?

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