My Valentine's Day poem, from Seth

I Remember

If you feel a bit ploughed under

Ground all day by little boys

If you sometimes sigh and wonder

What became of former joys

Close your eyes and picture this

Sunlight gleams on waving corn

Part your lips now for the kiss

Heady summer love reborn

I remember who you are

I have not forgotten

You're the comely cookie jar

This thief's hand was caught in