From the corner of my church pew,
Sometimes I feel alone,
When I see the happy couples,
In love when I’m alone.
I hide behind my lacy veil,
And duck my head to pray,
‘Please, Jesus, be my Valentine
This sweetheart’s special day.’
I look up past the altar rails,
And see the Sacred Heart,
His eyes full of affection and
My tears begin to start.
His Mother stands there next to him,
Her heart is set afire,
With love for all her children and
I feel a sweet desire.
Then warmth invades my senses as
I feel a ‘special’ grace,
From the sweetest Heart of Jesus
Like a kiss upon my face.
© 2014 Donna Sue Berry
All rights reserved.
January 19, 2014
For Saint Valentine’s Day