BE MY VALENTINE

hunky valentine 2One homemade heart
trimmed in frilly,
white lace…

One arrow,
one promise
of a sweet,
warm embrace…

Once it’s notched,
drawn,
and trained
on his chosen bullseye,
Cupid first
blows a kiss,
and then
lets
it
~~~ fly ~~~

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I hope you weren’t expecting some steamy, mushy-gushy, googley-eyes I’ll-love-you-until-the-stars-fall-from-the-sky Valentine’s Day poem, but how else could I direct your attention to an inspiring initiative that may speak to your heart as much as it does mine.

More fulfilling than chocolate bon-bons,

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gifting a lightly used or new book
encourages reading and has the ability to feed a hungry soul, all in one shot.

Imagine being six years old, loving to draw, but thinking your art stinks and then finding Peter Reynold’s ISH on your doorstep or being twelve, immigrating to a foreign country, and having Shaun Tan’s THE ARRIVAL pressed into your hands to help ease the sense of strangeness that surrounds you. International Book Giving Day is an opportunity to ultimately change someone’s life.

Wherever you are in our wide, wide world, won’t you join me in putting a book in a child’s hand? We just might plant a smidgen of hope in his heart, put a smile on her face, or spark something in them that is beyond anything we could ever imagine. Be a part of making this initiative a huge success.

You don’t need to dress up for the occasion,
but I sure could use the company…

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About Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner

I am an adventure seeking ponderer of the mysteries of the universe, writer of children's books (represented by Stephen Fraser of the Jennifer DeChiara Literary Agency), and lover of anything involving armor, archery, or swashbuckling.
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9 Responses to BE MY VALENTINE

  1. Yes. I will join you!

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  2. vic says:

    I didn’t know Cupid wore sunglasses.

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  3. John says:

    Brings back memories when I was 6 or seven years old in Morocco and someone had given me a book ” Davie Crocket ” in French and I was totally taken in by Davie fighting the wild (Indians). I pictured the Indians as savages attacking the settlers and scalping all they killed. Well, I learned later on the truth about the “native Americans” and the kind peace loving “pale face” . So, to all out there, no Cowboy and Indian stories for the youngsters.

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  4. Don Royster says:

    I like this idea.:)

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  5. A great idea, Donna, and I’ll definitely join you! That Cupid up there……never did see one like him before! Yummy!

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