Love Song/Poetry
Chocolate Moon
February 14th is not the only day for love songs

My love, You never forget the evening before any Easter, Hallowe’en, Christmas, or Valentines. Yet last night, with Covid prevention and isolation procedures curtailing most retail therapy, I was sure this year would be a miss.
Nope.
You turn off your reading light as I head toward my side of the bed. As you do nightly, you have partially rolled down my blankets, preparing our love and sleep nest.
I lift those covers up and then further down. My laughter is my delight. You have scattered at least 29 red, foil-wrapped, chocolate hearts all over the linen bottom sheet.
I want to ask whether you have a quarterly subscription to seasonally appropriate foil-wrapped confections. Or maybe you concealed a secret cubby behind your desk for hoarding such treats.
The answer, though, resides in the double mask, wool hat, thick mitts and down-filled coat I watched you fetch yesterday from the hall closet. You called out, “ A little walk I want to take by myself, sweetie.”
© Suzanne V. Tanner, 2020. All Rights Reserved.

Dear friends, please allow me a moment to thank you for reading my writing. Recognizing that time is our most valuable asset, I want you to know how much I appreciate you sharing some of yours with me.






