Timothy Gega
02-16-2015, 07:25 AM
My Hopscotch Valentine<o:p></o:p>
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I was skipping along the sidewalk one day while whistling all alone,<o:p></o:p>
When to my surprise behind me I heard a whistle of another tone.<o:p></o:p>
Following in my footprints a fair haired girl I surprisingly did see <o:p></o:p>
who was mirroring my footsteps hopscotching right behind me.<o:p></o:p>
She must have seen me come around this sidewalk once before <o:p></o:p>
or peeked at me from a distance hiding behind her own front door.<o:p></o:p>
I played it cool and just went on skipping <o:p></o:p>
until one bad day a toe-stub sent me tripping.<o:p></o:p>
She tapped my shoulder and asked me to play, <o:p></o:p>
But I said, “No-no-no thank you that’s ok.”<o:p></o:p>
I pushed her away and off I ran, <o:p></o:p>
choosing rather instead to play kick the can.<o:p></o:p>
Spring, summer and fall had all come and they went<o:p></o:p>
A decade has passed and my time growing was well spent <o:p></o:p>
and I soon matured up to become one worthy gent.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
One Christmas day it was during the drought <o:p></o:p>
when not a drop of snow was found lying about.<o:p></o:p>
I saw that girl again playing hopscotch on the walk <o:p></o:p>
and decided to go up to her and reciprocate our talk.<o:p></o:p>
And there she was to my big surprise <o:p></o:p>
a beautiful woman grown up to be gentle and wise.<o:p></o:p>
She tossed her charm over into a square <o:p></o:p>
but it landed in the gutter far away over there.<o:p></o:p>
I said, “Here you go dear, won’t you please take mine,” <o:p></o:p>
and dropped a little something about the size of a dime.<o:p></o:p>
A diamond ring in her open palm she did find <o:p></o:p>
as I fell to my knees before and asked her,
“Sweetheart, will you Please be mine?”
A smile grew from ear to ear and from her red lips I did joyously hear, <o:p></o:p>
“Of course I will be yours, and you can be mine, each other’s forever Valentine.”<o:p></o:p>
We skipped along and talked some more <o:p></o:p>
until Cupid came along and opened Love’s Door.<o:p></o:p>
From that day on she will always be mine, <o:p></o:p>
my pretty little Hopscotch Valentine.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
©2014 Tim Gega Emotional Awareness & Literacy<o:p></o:p>
FEBRUARY IS SUICIDE PREVENTION MONTH<o:p></o:p>
- Suicide Prevention Since 1986 -<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
I was skipping along the sidewalk one day while whistling all alone,<o:p></o:p>
When to my surprise behind me I heard a whistle of another tone.<o:p></o:p>
Following in my footprints a fair haired girl I surprisingly did see <o:p></o:p>
who was mirroring my footsteps hopscotching right behind me.<o:p></o:p>
She must have seen me come around this sidewalk once before <o:p></o:p>
or peeked at me from a distance hiding behind her own front door.<o:p></o:p>
I played it cool and just went on skipping <o:p></o:p>
until one bad day a toe-stub sent me tripping.<o:p></o:p>
She tapped my shoulder and asked me to play, <o:p></o:p>
But I said, “No-no-no thank you that’s ok.”<o:p></o:p>
I pushed her away and off I ran, <o:p></o:p>
choosing rather instead to play kick the can.<o:p></o:p>
Spring, summer and fall had all come and they went<o:p></o:p>
A decade has passed and my time growing was well spent <o:p></o:p>
and I soon matured up to become one worthy gent.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
One Christmas day it was during the drought <o:p></o:p>
when not a drop of snow was found lying about.<o:p></o:p>
I saw that girl again playing hopscotch on the walk <o:p></o:p>
and decided to go up to her and reciprocate our talk.<o:p></o:p>
And there she was to my big surprise <o:p></o:p>
a beautiful woman grown up to be gentle and wise.<o:p></o:p>
She tossed her charm over into a square <o:p></o:p>
but it landed in the gutter far away over there.<o:p></o:p>
I said, “Here you go dear, won’t you please take mine,” <o:p></o:p>
and dropped a little something about the size of a dime.<o:p></o:p>
A diamond ring in her open palm she did find <o:p></o:p>
as I fell to my knees before and asked her,
“Sweetheart, will you Please be mine?”
A smile grew from ear to ear and from her red lips I did joyously hear, <o:p></o:p>
“Of course I will be yours, and you can be mine, each other’s forever Valentine.”<o:p></o:p>
We skipped along and talked some more <o:p></o:p>
until Cupid came along and opened Love’s Door.<o:p></o:p>
From that day on she will always be mine, <o:p></o:p>
my pretty little Hopscotch Valentine.<o:p></o:p>
<o:p></o:p>
©2014 Tim Gega Emotional Awareness & Literacy<o:p></o:p>
FEBRUARY IS SUICIDE PREVENTION MONTH<o:p></o:p>
- Suicide Prevention Since 1986 -<o:p></o:p>
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