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Valentines Day

As children our kind could not
control what we saw felt and heard.
Especially in love.
When older we tried to slow it
down with self-medication.

Valentines Day in first grade.

I addressed all thirty cards to her.

Lisa.

My mom saw her name on each
envelope and opened up a few.

She gently said, “Let’s do them over.”

I didn’t understand.

She went to the store and bought another blank set.

In the middle of the night I retrieved them from the  garbage can.

I gave them to Lisa the next day in class anyway.

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