I don’t know how I happened upon this poem by Esther Mathews.
It first appeared in Poetry Magazine, in November of 1938. Somewhere, a long time ago (Not that long ago. Please.), I wrote down the words, and I often think of these words on Valentine’s Day.
I do so love a good poem. And I hope you have a lovely Valentine’s Day, however it’s expressed.
Cathy–I, too, love poems about love. But not too syrupy…(I only like my syrup on ice cream 😉 This one is a keeper.
Like calls to like, Sioux! (I copied this SO many years ago–maybe before The Beneficent Mr. Hall came along. Somehow, he puts up with my unromantic soul…) 🙂
That’s a new one to me, but I like it and will now have to Google the author. Thanks for sharing. Hope you had a wonderful heart day!
I think that poem is her only claim to fame–it was NOT easy finding it–but I’m glad I did! (We went out to lunch ’cause we didn’t want to be out on Valentine’s night, Lisa. Pretty typical for us!) 🙂
She probably saved a lot of money on Valentine’s Day as Esther seems like a no-nonsense type of girl!