When I awake early on Valentine’s Day I am alone
It takes a moment to remember why.
Oh yes. Early ministers’ meeting.
Often at night I wake to find him gone
Or wake to find him returning.
I expect him to be warm, come from checking on the kids
Or using the bathroom
But he is cold
And I stir enough to ask, sleepily
What was it?
EMS call up on Woodland, he says
And we fall asleep
Not all of us choose hobbies that involve so many wakeful hours
But to the man who does
I am grateful, to share with you
Every part of life you share with me
To be honest
I’d take a few more parts if I could
But I am blessed by you, a man faithful to me and
Faithful also to your other duties
And I will share you with your world
Happy Valentine’s Day, love.