A MILLION WAYS
It seems so, that now-a-days
Cards and candy and that stuff
Roses and other pretty flowers
Sometimes don't seem to be enough.
In this age of self-indulgence
And going to all of those extremes
The true meaning of Valentines
Has gotten lost, somewhere, it seems.
We go out and spend that money
Or use that plastic, if we're broke
To try to convince our partner
To believe love words we spoke.
But of all those million ways
Of those dollars that we spend
There are just a couple things
To make love last to the end.
To be a friend and confidant
To be there and to reach out
A look, a smile, a loving touch
Is what it really is all about.
The cards, candy and flowers
And all of those other things
Will never be as important
As the love that the truth brings.
So go out and get those gifts
That may bring a tear and smile
And then, all other days of the year
Just do those little things, worthwhile.