Valentine memories…

Grandma’s book of valentines
Rekindles memory’s flame
Of days when she was just a girl
And life a happy game

Each lace-edged card a getting bears
From friends of long ago
Girls in gingham dresses
And that “special” Sunday beau

It brings a twinkle to her eye 
Dissolving lines of age
As we sit in the lamplight
And turn each well worn page 

It makes me kind of wonder
f perhaps some distant day
A grandchild shall sit at my side 
And leaf each page this way

‘Cause I could sit for hours
There at my grandma’s knee
And listen to the stories
That the valentines set free

A book of antique valentines
That reaches black in time
To tell the tales of yesteryear
In illustrated rhyme…!