My Hanging Valentine

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My Hanging Valentine

Love brings to mind diverse images
Emotions intertwined by endless promises;
The raw heart thinks of Cupid's arrow,
Stringing two feelings from a single bow;

A locket worn close to the heart
Three incarnadine buds, bright and fragrant;
A finger band perhaps
Were just a few symbols of love;

Yet, my Valentine didn't lure me
With things that won't last
For He had given much,
 My world; He inundates with His precious love.
But I found Him hanging

On the cross dying to restore me from sin;
Oh, that my love for Him grew more,
For He took the blame for my soul.

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Fay Claridad

Fay is a Jill of all trades. She is a licensed professional teacher, content editor, HR Manager, and self-published author. She has published two books on Amazon and is currently working on her goal of printing her books locally. At present, she is an editor at LexisNexis®+UK and handles four practice areas (Family, In-house Advisor, Pensions, and Practice Management). Fay is also an HR Manager at Little Rain Center, where she reports three times a week. On weekends, she continues to teach English online to her private students and also takes on content writing jobs from Upwork sometimes. Some of Fay's favorite things to do are having coffee with her family and friends, reading books, creating beauty content (she is a UGC creator), making resin crafts, and playing her guitar. She has written a few songs back then but is not planning to pursue a music career anytime soon.

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