MY VALENTINE NIGHT
In a bistro, we celebrate our valentine;
My lady happy with the night and dine.
Our second time, she says, over four decades;
We dine outside often, many, she downgrades.
Great discount if you dine with other damsels;
Cancel wrong dates, aware about silly battles.
Strange accounts indeed, bigger sip for stout;
Burnt-out for details, I doubt without fall-out.
At my age, run out of bricks to erect walls;
The beers make one tall, small is my gall.
Cheers, my love, cherish our lovely night;
Good reminder, dear, careful with the bite.
My hairs are all white, not many years to share;
Engross in my poetry, not fair, but care as a pair.