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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