Valentine blossoms

The red roses
I ordered
made two people
very happy,
my love in India,
who received hers
at the ungodly
hour of 7:30 a.m.
from an impeccably
dressed delivery boy,
and the other
in Switzerland
(my son’s girl-
friend), who was
called down
to the reception
from her office,
having been told
something very
nice had come
for her from
her love, who is
away in Cambodia.

– James Steerforth (Copyright 2007)

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About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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One Response to Valentine blossoms

  1. ivanavojvodic says:

    So far I read, this is the best poem on your blog

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