A Valentine for Laura Gail
She has a funny walk. Her feet head in opposite directions and it makes her butt do cute things. She has beautiful blondish/brown hair that’s equally attractive in a tight bun for work, fresh from the beauty shop or slicked back wet straight out of the shower. Her toes are sexily cute and short, just like her. She can sing along with all the songs on the radio, talk about work, or yell at me and it’s all music to my ears. She’s smart and funny but doesn’t know it. She’s worked hard her whole life to carry the burden of bills and raising a family,
alone. She’s a meticulous, detail oriented, working girl that makes the job her bitch, and makes things happen. She’s a Mom who loves her kids and wants nothing less than their success and happiness. She’s opinionated and stubborn. She’s usually right. She puts on makeup but doesn’t need it. She sees more than she lets on. She has a laugh that makes me happy. She can call bullshit by it’s name, catch a liar in his game, and still hope to give her heart to one that will hold her love dear. She gave her love to me. She gave her trust to my care. She is why I smile. She is why I sleep soundly and wake up with hope. She is the one who holds my heart. She is my Valentine.
K.S.
Rolling Stones 
❤️
LikeLike