FEBRUARY FOURTEENTH

I walked into the house on Valentine's Day

"Divorce Court" was on the TV

I stopped in my tracks

Laughed out loud, dried my eyes

And thought, "Things aren't as bad as they seem!"

No, things aren't as bad as they seem!

The lump in my throat that was there when I rose

Had suddenly faded away

The Enemy thought he'd depress me, but no--

I had the most fabulous day!

It was really a fabulous day!

I'd dressed up myself, went out into the world

Felt the Sun, braved the cold, and I smiled

Had to admit, it felt good being me

Hadn't felt quite like that in a while!

Hadn't felt quite like that in a while!

No, there were no huge flowers, or boxes of treats

Just the truffles I bought for myself

No plan for the evening, no candlelight setting

Just me loving me, nothing else

Just me loving me, nothing else

Been alone all the other days of the year

So what's different about this one day?

Is it just what I say when I'm fighting back tears?

Is it how I chase Lonely away?

If it's Saturday, Tuesday, or Thursday, I know

There is so much I can celebrate

I am loved, and adored, and as long as I've breath

Every day will be a special day

Be it fourteenth of February, or June one

I'm content, and sweet peace can be mine

See-- my happiness hinges on what's happening

But joy I can have all the time!

Yes, joy I can have all the time!

VRW c2009