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Valentine's Day Lament
I didn’t get a Valentine’s card this year
The communal mailbox,
Never, I admit,
The most romantic of spots
Held no love for me
Just a pension plan update
With a reminder that
Unless I increased my contributions
I’d be poor
(And no doubt unloved)
In later life.
No poetry, no roses
No one to say: ‘I love you,’
Beneath the sheets
Of a cold, wet February afternoon.
I spent the day alone
Consoling myself
That there’d be other Februarys
It could have been worse –
I might have spent it with someone
I didn’t love
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