My Valentine

My Valentine ladies

Just as I look about me
Your there
In all your many guises
slowly
revealing your truth.

You have the look of radiant innocence,
Wearing a soft, enchanting smile,
As you run through fields of barley,
Beguiling all the while.

You have the look of young enthusism
As you put the world to right,
Knowing every answer,
Settling it in one night.

You have the look of sensual passion,
As on your bed you lay,
Feeling sultry rhythms,
In the depths of your play.

You have the look of comfort now
With Baby in your arms
Surounded by your family
Keeping them from harm

You have the look of freedom
As Children now take thier leave,
Remembering the pain mingled with the laughter,
Sends a tear falling on your sleeve.

You have the look of resignation
As before you, stands the road
you reach and hold once lifeless hands
as you both shoulder the load

You have the look of color
as someone shows you love again
your world, full of possibilities
as you dance within your play-pen




And all these things you are
At one and the same time
for that is indeed your mystery
My dear sweet Valentine