She received a valentine once
in the second grade,
a pretty card of two Dutch children,
signed Larry.
Larry lived two blocks after hers. They
kinda walked home together.
He mostly ran around trees, jumped on
porches, pretending to be a super hero.
She saved her valentine in a cigar box
with a chestnut, some marbles, and a 7
Up bottle cap.,
After fifty years, she thinks about
energy, DNA, and the odds of Larry landing on the moon or in prison.
