Be mine

"Be mine" the little heart read.

I repeated those words several times in my head.

As a young girl I hadn't heard those words often enough.

From a mile away I was calling their bluff.

The day for chocolate, love and hearts,

I could feel my world being torn apart.

Was it real? What did this mean?

I assessed the situation with an eye that was keen.

I wished it was true, with all of my might.

And I received the answer that very night.

A little boy with a bow tie on,

came walking about, right through my lawn.

I smiled, and asked what was on his mind.

He said words that we oh so kind.

I could see, his plan, all by design,

He asked me to be mine.