What happens when you’re married to someone who doesn’t like money spent on cards for special days? Well, if you’re like me and you don’t care what the rest of the world thinks about your poor skill at writing poems, you slap one together and throw it online to surprise your mate! Here you go dear… this one’s for you by your Looney-Tunes love’n wife! —
My sweet Bugs, an odd couple we are!
So close… but yet seemingly far.
Will you bring me flowers, pink and red?
love me still, though we’re long wed?
Your fuzzy chest… so grey and cute,
stole my heart and kept as loot.
It didn’t happen overnight.
There were times you gave me fright.
Friction between us blistered our pride.
There was nowhere to run or go hide.
Love is not a feeling nor something to spoil.
It’s a lifelong commitment to be loyal.
It’s made towards only one —
whether or not there’s any fun.
I won’t recall my better days.
The past’s a trap anyways.
We’re together in what’s ‘now,’
God knows I’ll find out how,
…to be my best for you yet still,
before life’s over, that I will!
What can I give you, my sweet Bugs?
Lots of kisses and long warm hugs!
You’ve been my Valentine for years already,
that’s what helps make my life steady.
It’s not predictability that gets boring,
nor is it hearing your loud snoring.
The culprit of boredom is the wanting.
Instead of giving, my selfishness gets haunting.
Valentine’s Day is for lovers.
Let’s always stay under our same covers!
