Love Lives on

Valentine’s Day brings many mixed feelings for those who have lost loved ones this past year. Covid-19 took its toll around the world, and it wasn’t just older folks who succumbed to the virus. You might think losing the one you loved has left you empty; but love remains. I wrote this a couple of years ago, but I feel it is appropriate to post again this year.

They’re gone

but love’s not lost

Pain entangles in every bone

Love remains…

not in the devastating loss;

But in you.

Love comes from deep within;

Definitely not a superficial thing…

Rooted deep in your heart and soul

Loss brings manic feelings

rushing into scary dips

Love is rooted deeper

than whispers from the lips;

Yours alone to give or keep.

A treasure of the heart

does not come cheap.

Though one you loved is gone

your gift of love remains;

To share at will

should you choose again

to give away or keep


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

Dedicated to all those who have lost loved ones this past year

The Way to a Man’s Heart…


You may have heard the saying, “The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach!” This holds true with me. I am always enticed by great food, especially home made by my wife. This afternoon she made this beautiful cherry pie for me for Valentine’s Day. I can’t wait to dig into it, but I promised to wait until tomorrow! If I am lucky, maybe I will have a piece for breakfast! Nothing says love like a homemade cherry pie!

Winter Valentine

She baked a sweet cherry pie

I know she loves me


Photo: Dwight L. Roth

First Kiss


He was tall with brylcreemed hair
Sixteen // a new driver’s license
She was petite // a spring flower
Fourteen // hormones tingling
Her cute irresistible smile drew him.
In the shadows of the church hallway
A first kiss // never to be forgotten
…Though so long ago

Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, so today De asked us to write a Quadrille of 44 words that included a reference to a kiss. I wrote this one in memory of my first kiss!

Join us at:

Valentine Lovers


Valentine Lovers

Up and down from limb to limb

He chases her she chases him

Through the tree tops

Jumping branch to branch

Round the big gum tree they dance

Up into the maple she’s on his tail

Nothing to hang on not even a rail


Day after day I see them fly

Moving so fast right up to the sky

Not even aware she loves him so well


Of anything else they never can tell

Not bothered by birds not even the Hawk

Unafraid of the cat that continues to stalk

They lived in the tree the woodpeckers’ nest


She lives upstairs but his hole’s the best


He goes right in no need to knock  


No doors to open not even a lock

Now that it’s spring and the sap is rising

As I watch the squirrels it’s not surprising


No family planning just natural instinct

Won’t be long till we have little sprints


Photos: Dwight L. Roth