Valentine’s Tale

The Valentine Tale Tail

He was planning a magical evening for his beautiful charming young wife,
with flowers, dinner and presents, she was the one who lightened his life.
Their meal was planned to perfection; the starters were scallops in wine,
followed by fine Scottish salmon, mouth watering and wholly divine.

The necklace he got was exquisite so dainty and graceful he thought,
all boxed in a sweet little package, so delighted in what he had bought.
He then found an elegant flower vase for the dozen red roses he got,
gently he placed them within it then put somewhere not hot.

The cat and the dog were just watching, from their beds they studied the scene,
as he busied himself with the dinner, it was peaceful and quietly serene.
He smiled as he added the trimmings; the cream was from Cornwall it claimed,
nothing was left to chance now, perfection was what he proclaimed.

With an hour left for completion, his wife was due in by eight,
the dinner would be hot and ready and prepared to serve on her plate.
Now with a smug grin he vanished to dress for the evening’s event,
he charged up the stairs like a rhino, whistling a tune as he went.

A BIG MISTAKE!

A crash like a rumble of thunder echoed and boomed through the house,
he flew done the stairs like a madman as the cat was chasing a mouse.
The vase was lying in fragments and the roses were broken for sure,
petals were just like confetti all scattered around on the hall floor.

He scolded the cat for her antics, yet another crime had occurred,
the dog appeared with the salmon as the kitchen had been unsecured,
As he chased the dog for the salmon the cat slipped out of the way,
She found the cream and the scallops and leapt in without a delay.

OH DEAR!

Well, the salmon was now off the menu as was the scallops and cream,
the cat and dog had now vanished along with his magical dream.
At least he had the fine necklace to give to his sweet valentine,
He’d give her some champagne and kisses before their new dinnertime.

OH NO!

He picked up the sweet little package, all tied up with ribbons and bows,
the necklace was no longer in there, where was it? Only heaven would know.
No longer a pièce de résistance, no surprise for his beloved dear bride,
just the dog and cat on the hearth rug asleep by the roaring fireside.

NOW WHAT?

As she walked through the front door quite cheery, he gave her a peck on the cheek,
He told her about his encounters, and her answer was ever so sweet.
I love you more than a necklace and love our dog and our cat,
Let’s go to the ‘chippy’ for dinner, as I’m happy as Larry with that!

What a girl!!

They found the necklace under the dogs bed the next morning…..

© Teresa Harrison-Best 2022