VALENTINE

By Margaret Elizabeth Sangster

I wonder if you know, up there in heaven,

That I have kept your roses, crumpled now.

I wonder if you guess that still I treasure

A faded ribbon that once touched your brow.

I wonder if you dream, as dusk is falling,

Of how I read that note you sent to me.

I wonder if you think, up there in heaven,

Of all the golden days that used to be.

I wonder if you smile up there in heaven,

And pass by, lightly, in your robes of white;

Or if you sometimes think of me a little.

You seem so near, so very near tonight.

I wonder if that last shy kiss I gave you

Can make you lonely, just a bit, for me.

I wonder if you long, up there in heaven,

For all the golden plans that used to be.

Do they have valentines up there in heaven?

A love like mine is surely strong to go

The little way from earth to where you wait me,

Although it be beyond the stars’ faint glow.

I want you dear; my tired heart is calling;

My eyes are searching, though they may not see;

I wonder if you're lonely, there in heaven,

For all the golden dreams that used to be.