glutted
on chocolate, 
   may I remember those
   who are still hungry;
as
the rose petals
begin
to wilt,
   may I offer a bouquet
   of hope to those I meet;
as
the cards and envelopes
are
recycled or put in a drawer,
   may I drop a note 
   to a lonely friend;
as
the world turns its attention
to
the next big holiday,
   may I never forget
   to keep loving.
©
2019 Thom M. Shuman
 
 
 


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