Each Valentine’s Day they met there, a table for two was set,

Vase with a flower were set there, a place they’d never forget,

For years it became a habit, one that would keep love alive,

With time they’d willingly grab it, moments like this made them thrive.

With each passing year their love grew, they’d always count on this date,

To restart, replenish, renew, and all their troubles abate,

The obstacles they encountered, strengthened their bond and resolve,

The journey they shared through each day, would simply never dissolve.

Days turned to years and they flourished, but death came to visit one,

Their love survived and was nourished, at a table for two, set for one,

Each year the tradition goes on, their love will never subside,

And when they’re rejoined in heaven, forever they will abide.


About atimetoshare.me

As I reach the end of my years, I find I have a lot of good information stored up in this old decrepit mind of mine. If I don't write it all down, it may vanish and no one will have the advantage of my thoughts. This is why this blog exists. I love the Lord, Jesus with all my heart and soul. I know I'm undeserving of all He's done for me, but I also know that His love is beyond my comprehension. I've always wanted to write. I never kept diaries, but tucked my thoughts in my head for future reference. I use them now in creating stories, plays, poetry and my blog. I continue to learn every day. I believe the compilation of our time spent with God will have huge affect on the way we live. I know I'm a sinner and I need a Savior. I have One through Jesus, Christ. My book, "Stages - a memoir," is about the seven stages of life from the perspective of a woman. It addresses all the things girls and women go through in life as they travel it with Jesus, and it is available on Amazon.com.
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