I come rushing to our bedroom full of flowers, just a day
after Valentine’s Day to pick up my glasses. I stop momentarily to enjoy how
wonderful it smells.
I wish it were Valentine’s Day everyday…
A lady is eternally smiling from ear to ear with the sight
of any piece of Valentine present from her partner.
There’s a certain scent that a flower brings. It smells like
a little piece of heaven. It calms the soul and certainly is a feast for the
eyes. It crafts a sentiment too, that only the body can muster. Oh how lovely it
is to have flowers everyday!
I also got artworks from my girls.
They are so thoughtful and sweet. And I hope and pray that
they would never tire in doing so. Just because.
Will there hands turn
ice-cold like mine? Or will they wary away and hide all the pretty blooms like
I did?
Oh… I am getting way
too sentimental here.
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