i used to make her valentine cards

that i would etch in glass

just a few simple, meaningful words

that came from my heart

i would make her little stands

so she could display the poems

so that everyone could see

who came into our home

but there are no more valentines

now that she has passed on

no more glass or wooden stands

because all the words have gone

the poems are all gone now

except for one, a special part

the last line in the poem said it all

'you will be forever etched in my heart'