Mary’s Valentine

Forgive me if from time
To time I struggle
To put a smile on your face

In the midst of the sadness

Of a chosen and deliberate madness
It can seem a sin to grin
 
And hard it is to differ
Even slightly from the stars
Who urge us on
 
Their stern beckoning
Still promises release
For those who want it
 
Meanwhile we suffer
For one another and either
Remember or try to forget