No Mr Valentine
The clock ticks
Time passes slowly
All the excitement buzzes around her so quickly she thinks her mind is playing tricks
Gazing, wondering and in reverie, she can't help but harbour thoughts of if someone will ever love her wholly
It's here . . .
The day approaches
Everybody is a couple
And she does nothing but look and stare
While girls clutch their partners tighter and scoff at them in passionate embraces
She sits back and looks at life's 'scenes'
"Where's her Mr Valentine?"
Please come and rescue her, little genie
Because living a life being single ain't easy.
- Jeronia Jackson