Valentine

This poem is my way

of holding your arm,

leaning on your shoulder,

tangling up your hair.

This poem is my way

of walking with you

and you don't even know

I am there.

Diana Der-Hovanessian

(c) Copyright 2000. The Christian Science Publishing Society

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