Rainbows and Valentines
You Wrote for me a Rainbow
You doubted you could write a rainbow
To hang in the window of my being
You thought rainbows were written only with words
By wordsmiths and poets laureate
Never realizing all the while
The infinite beauty that’s there
In you
In your smile, when there are eyes to see
In your laughter, when there are ears to hear,
In your touch, when fingers reach to feel it
You read a beautiful poem and your soul is touched
You dance, and your face is alight with joy
You see purple mountains, and your eyes shine
You are poetry, don’t be surprised
You are a poet’s poet all through and through
Thank you for the loving rainbow that hangs in me
For you wrote it, my love,
Oh, you did
©1988
All Our Valentines
You wrote for me a rainbow
And you made my life anew
All the colors of that rainbow
Are a loving gift from you,
Then I returned the gift dear, and I wrote the song anew,
And that became Our Valentine of the Song.
Enchantment of the first waltz
Tender sharing of ourselves, living nocturne,
On the quiet steps of a church
Then Sylvia’s Waltz from my heart to your heart
And purple mountain moon enchanting the last waltz,
These became Our Valentine of the Dance.
From soft magic mists of rainy afternoon
We kept in our hearts a hummingbird
And the symbols of our musical dance
And the lighthouse beacon of our future
And we captured them in gold, forever,
To be Our Valentine of the Ring.
With bright colored ribbons we staked
The floorplan of a house, a home,
With great hall where host and hostess
Bring to life the lighthouse beacon;
Hole in the wall, flowers, statues and shed
All constitute Our Valentine of the Home.
The loving friends and friends-to-be
Who gather in the home hall
And in the classes at Thorn Hill
And in great halls at Cumberland, Terpsichore
And send us loving photos and remembrances,
These are Our Valentine of the Fellowship of Friends.
Soft mornings when I kiss you awake
And you bring me tea and bagels
And share soft laughter over the little dog
Gaze out the wide windows of breakfast
Sharing deer and turkey and other living things
And putter in the shed, the kitchen, wherever together,
And plan flower beds and futures, together,
Truly these represent Our Valentine of the Heart.
