Mother’s valentine…

My mother made a valentine
So very long ago
And decked it out all prettily
Like for a special beau

I watched her as she cut the heart
Then frilled it up with lace
And worked artistically away
A smile upon her face

She wove a ribbon, shiny red
Among the lace so white
Then placed a picture of herself
Through a slit she cut inside

I saw the words, “I love you, Dear
I’m proud to be your wife
You’re given me the blessings
Of a blissful, wedded life”

I felt like laughing out for joy
My childish heart was glad
Mom’s special valentine would go
To a special beau named Dad..!