So I promised
A poem to
You on Valentines
Day one day
When poems burst
From greeting cards
As quickly as
Sins in confessionals
On Good Friday
But this poem
Has but five
Simple words followed
By two others
Followed by your
One simple one
Word answer will
You be my
Valentine will you
Do you remember
When or how
We did meet
Hey or hello
But Piggy oh
Piggy we became
Friends and the
Occasional lover but
More you became
A vase in
Which the bouquets
Of my poems
Sat blossoming and
Blooming for the
World to see
Readers help me
Wish Piggy a
Warm birthday on
This happiest happiest
Happy of days
Happy Birthday Piggy
Like that one
Spot that you
Cannot see in
Mirror or over
Shoulder that one
Spot where you
Know something is
But simply cannot
See you fly
Blind into blizzards
Or trees or
Posts or maybe
Just maybe him/her
Lovers are like
Newspapers crisp a
Bit fragile and
Temporary read once
But you Muenster
You’re like my
Favorite book highlighted
And dog eared
Used and read
At the ready
When comfort is
Needed or like
The oak under
Which I nap
On lazy summer
Afternoons your canopy
Outstretched protecting me
We dance the
Dance the pirouette
Of interest and
Curiosity like hummingbirds
Bobbing about the
Same sugary feeder
Called us we
Hover and dive
Picking up pecks
Of sweet nectar
Or like starlings
Hopping amongst twigs
We look for
That special wood
Which would make
Our nest complete
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 