Lovey Dovey

I'm feeling pretty lovey-dovey today, mostly towards the boy. Probably because he took such good care of me yesterday - picking up saltines, chicken noodle soup, eggs, toast, etc. And then he let me watch almost the complete 2nd season of Arrested Development...not that that's any skin off of his back.

This poem made me smile today.

A PERFECT HEART, by Ted Kooser
To make a perfect heart you take a sheet
of red construction paper of the type
that's rough as a cat's tongue, fold it once,
and crease it really hard, so it feels
as if your thumb might light up like a match,

then choose your scissors from the box. I like
those safety scissors with the sticky blades
and the rubber grips that pinch a little skin
as you snip along. They make you careful,
just as you should be, cutting out a heart

for someone you love. Don't worry that your curve
won't make a valentine; it will. Rely
on chewing on your lip and symmetry
to guide your hand along with special art.
And there it is at last: a heart, a heart!
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