‘Twas the week before Valentine’s . . .

‘Twas the week before Valentine’s, And all through the house, Nary a heart was heard beating,  No, not even a pulse… D: Um, A. . . A: Yes, D? D: What are you doing? A: Taking creative license with Valentine’s Day. D: With a poem ripped off from Christmas? A: It’s how I roll. D:Continue reading “‘Twas the week before Valentine’s . . .”