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I distrust Valentines Day…

I distrust Valentines Day.
How can one condense their love,
In such a way? 

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Rather that you think of me.
Be there for my ups and downs,
On any day.

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You noticed I was sad.
So bought a bunch of iris',
& chased my blues away.

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Or cooked me a meal.
So we could put the world to rights,
On some idle day. 

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If you only show your love,
When society says you must.
Elsewhere please play!

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Love's there from the minute, to the decade.
Love is perpetual.
It's not one day. 
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This poem is in response to Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Romance. I originally wrote the below haiku on how I distrust Romance:

Duplicitous lies.
Romance, Desire's mirage!
Have no truck with it.

Yet the poem above is truer to the way I feel about love and Valentines in particular. For me if it’s not there in the tough times as well as the good, its not love. Love is not romance, love is companionship, a connection that supports and weathers any storm. Shakespeare said it best in Sonnet 116…

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov’d,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.

from Giphy.com

8 replies on “I distrust Valentines Day…”

As usual your way with words has impact! You are right about true love showing itself in daily companionship. On the other hand, one can enjoy the opportunity that Valentine’s Day gives to explicit one’s love in a meaningful way. And it will only be meaningful if one truly knows the person one loves, and gives or speaks or acts based on that knowledge. My husband, for instance, makes sure to give me a gift of special words, since he knows that is what warms my heart more than anything. The rest of the year he majors on showing me love through service (he is a wonderful cook!) and physical touch. Since I know him, I get it!

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Thank you Linnea. I welcome your view – it must be a wonderful thing to have someone to share your life with – a partner for the changing fortunes of time. For me the commercialisation of the day risks trivialising the hard work and commitment that goes into an enduring partnership. Your words make me reassess that though! Clearly it is possible to use it as meaningful moment in the year! 😊

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