Oh yes, it’s Valentine’s Day! As sappy and fake as it is, a holiday crafted by greeting-card manufacturers and candymakers to commemorate the grisly death of a martyred Roman saint, I love this day. I love the little romantic gesture (or even the grand romantic gesture as long as it doesn’t involve having to carry around a 2-foot tall greeting card for an entire day), no matter on what day it occurs.
It was a poem. A Shakespearean sonnet, to be exact. And I would have received it on time, that is, on The Day, today, if I hadn’t been (oops) looking over someone’s shoulder at his laptop a couple of days ago, at which time the element of surprise had been removed. Oops.
You want to read it, don’t you? Sorry, it’s for me. But every time I read it I get the same feeling. Here, then, are the last two lines:
But if the sun’s envy were felt in red hue
It’s at how bright in love I am with you.
[contented sigh]
I love Valentine’s Day.
February 20th, 2008 at 11:59 am
How lovely! It’s nice to know you’re loved any day of the year!