Count the syllables in this valentine. You’ll be surprised!
Let’s talk about love. Mama says it’s hard to talk about because some loves are different from others and brother love is not sister love is not husband/mate/partner love of one’s life and puppy love and young love and first love are all in separate categories, but guess what? They are all practice for all the others, do you know what I mean?
What really matters is that you love and love loving.
Maybe this is getting too complicated but it’s really very simple.
Just think about about what you really love and then keep loving it/her/him/that doggy/that kitty, and so on.
It’s hard to describe love, but of course, Mr. Shakespeare was pretty good at it, among several others—Yeats, Auden, Dylan Thomas, Emily Dickinson and then there are unknown poets who have written their own love poems to their darlings or their children or even their pets and there must be a gazillion of those out there!
Maybe right now you could try to write a haiku love poem — 17 syllables, and it will give you practice for when you find that right someone for you.
Here is mine for mama and papa:
Love is between your looks and your smiles; you look at me the same way, too.
See how much fun that is? Go, Valentines!!!
