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The Valentine Box was Old and Faded

Just My Darling---You.

I visited Grandmother’s attic one cold gloomy Sunday, just wishing time away,

I found an odd surprise in an old trunk that was covered with quilts---- that day.

It was an old faded Valentine Box that was tattered and worn with pink paper that decorated the lid,

With red moth eaten lace all around the box ---and inside it---- a heart-shaped note was hid.

And on the colored paper written in red with big letters it said,

Be My Valentine, My Darling and it was signed------ Fred.

An Old Valentine

An Old Valentine

Trunk in the Attic

Trunk in the Attic

And on the other side the sad story started to unfold,

After I read it I knew I had to find out who wrote this note-----

that was so very old.

The written words said---I missed you on the path today;

I wanted to carry your book for you to school,

Our little granny has the flu,

And I hope the old country doctor knows what to do.

Are you still wearing my ring on the blue ribbon around your

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beautiful neck---isn't it just dandy?

I worked in the fields last week-- picking up roots--- to buy you a

Valentine Card and Chocolate Candy.

Pa said I could take you to the dance if I finished all my chores,

And my brother Pete said he would help me plow the north field,

while I whittle Mr. Mike some new oars.

We only have six more months until we are 18 years old, and I

hope your Pa finds nothing to disparage,

Then I will ask your Ma and Pa for your hand in marriage.

Can you meet tonight at the old hollow tree down by the seaside?

I just want to hold you a little while and kiss your hand----being

apart I cannot abide.

My love for you grows stronger each day as I look into

your eyes of blue,

I want you forever until death we do part---by my side---

just my Darling----you.

With tears in my eyes, I refolded the beautiful Valentine Card,

to put itback, when I saw a tiny red box on a small letter,

I opened the box and on a washed-out blue ribbon was a

little ruby ring, and as I read the little note I did not feel

any better.

Because Fred had died from the flu in 1833,

And under that was written,

Fred my Darling, walk slowly to Heaven, so I can catch up,

please wait for me.

The signature was faded, and the name I could not see.

I stayed there forever, it seemed, holding the note next to my heart,

Saying a prayer for the lovers who by now--- were not apart.

Behind Grandmother's House

Years later, I could not forget that day so long ago, when I went to the attic--I felt bold,

It was there in Grandmother's attic, I found a Valentine which left my heart cold.

Who was this Fred? I had to know,

So, after visiting my Grandmother's grave, I walked down a long path in the woods in the snow.

Under an Oak tree, I saw some very old tombstones, so lonely and unkempt,

On the oldest tombstone was written "Walk slowing my Darling Fred, I am on my way"

there was no name, no dates, it was so sad---I wept.

Who was she--I still did not know,

So sadly I walked back to Grandmother's house in the snow.

Autumn: A Time to Revisit Memories

Autumn: A Time to Revisit Memories

Revisited the Past

When the autumn leaves turn to amber and gold with highlights,

of red and orange splashed across the yard, anticipating northern winds to blow the icy air into the Southland nights.

I remember my Angelic Grandmother Knight whose sweet love and care,

As she nurtured my young heart to love and share.

The fall leaves spread into our Southern Woods so bright,

We inhale the icy air and wonder at the beautiful sight.

God painted our world with his Heavenly brush,

Colors so astounding with hues to all

the trees and grounds making our hearts gush.

Use your eyes appreciating these earthly gifts, and enjoy the beauty here,

Because our own departure is sometimes near.

Then in another horizon our spirits will be,

Enjoying the rich green valleys and the mighty turquoise sea.

This content reflects the personal opinions of the author. It is accurate and true to the best of the author’s knowledge and should not be substituted for impartial fact or advice in legal, political, or personal matters.

© 2012 Barbara Purvis Hunter


Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on January 02, 2014:

Hi Angela Ohm,

Thanks for your visit and comment. Have a Happy New Year and may it be your best one ever.

Bobbi Purvis

Angela Ohm from Beach Park, Illinois on January 01, 2014:

Such a beautiful and sad story !

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on February 11, 2012:


Thank you for stopping by, And by the way I like the name Mommy. I do not hear that often.

I appreciate your comment, and maybe we will find your answer one day.



Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on February 11, 2012:

Vincent Moore,

I am honored that you stopped by and read my hub. We live in a great time when we can express ourselves with words and share with others.



Vincent Moore on February 11, 2012:

This was absolutely divine. I felt each word, I saw the picture of them both in my minds eye. I felt their love and heart beats for each other. I also felt their sadness as the end approached. I know they have to be walking hand in hand somewhere in time. Peace and blessings to you and thank you for this beautiful gift of your words.

Marissa from United States on February 11, 2012:

What a beautiful and sad story! That was real romance back then: sweet, pure and true. I would love to know who the recipient of the Valentine was!

Voted up and beautiful. :)

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on February 10, 2012:


Thank you for stopping by, and I appreciate your comment

very much.You are welcome anytime.



Audrey Howitt from California on February 10, 2012:

Beautiful story!!!

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on February 04, 2012:


Thank you so much for taking the time to read my hub. I am so happy you enjoyed it.



Ivona Poyntz from UK on February 04, 2012:

This was a lovely, touching story!

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on January 31, 2012:

Thank you so much, and I will be reading yours.

Your Hub Friend,


cleaner3 from Pueblo, Colorado on January 31, 2012:

Thank you for visiting my hubs, I am glad you like my work. I jus try to keep up with all the great women writers and poets that are on this site( you included)

Beautiful women poets

are rare to find

and you know it

Now I've found you

your hubs i will read

for sure i will do

and they will take

away all my blues.

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on January 31, 2012:


Thanks so much, and I think you are the great one--I just read two of your poems. And I will read more of your awesome work.


cleaner3 from Pueblo, Colorado on January 31, 2012:

Love this one too, Bobbi

you are great.

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on January 18, 2012:

Thank you Laura, I love the doggie photo. I have my Sweetie Angel on Twitter for my profile photo.


Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on January 16, 2012:

Laura Matkin,

Thank you for the sweet comment, and for stopping by and reading my poem.


Laura Matkin from Laceys Spring, Alabama on January 15, 2012:

Beautiful, just beautiful, sweet and sad. Great work.

Barbara Purvis Hunter (author) from Florida on January 14, 2012:

Diana Lee,

Thank you for stopping by and reading my poem.


Diana L Pierce from Potter County, Pa. on January 14, 2012:

Very touching story.

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