Valentine’s Day

Valentines Day short poem

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I woke with a kiss so sweet
And a coffee to drink
And I began to think
About the special greet

Heard the bell like a roar
As I opened the door
It was bouquet on the floor
In a vase red from the store

Filled with flowers , cards and more
And a rose so fresh and pure
With a crystal heart at the core
A gesture of love I have seen before
Made me fall In love once more

I walked back to my room to uncover
another bunch of flowers
Along with a gift inside a white cover
A surprise planned for me so cleaver

It was a card which read forever
A necklace with a crystal heart to treasure
Felt extremely happy at that hour
For the love without measure

A dinner to end the day
Felt grateful on my way
Thank you is what I can say
For a wonderful Valentine’s Day

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Name:Suneethi jerusha Nallapu, Marital status:married Student perusing masters in health Care management and leadership. Profession:Dental Surgeon I am a free style singer, artist, Poet and a writer.
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