February 14, 1958Dear Vivian, Roses are red,Violets are blueSugar, don’t you knowHow much I love you With Love,Phillip February 14, 1959Dear Vivian, Roses are red,Violets are blue.Another year’s passed…Still, my love remains true. With Love,Phillip February 14, 1960Dear Vivian, Roses are red,Violets are blue.Cupid aimed for my heart,And struck an arrow straight through. With Love,Phillip February 14, 1961Dear Vivian, Last […]
Tag: short story as a letter
Journal, Do you think Mother would finally be proud? They all will know my name now. Generations to come will dissect my work. I wonder when they will understand my message… Long after I’m gone, I’m sure. It angered me to see Scarlett in that dreadful room in front of all those people. She was whimpering. Still, she faced them […]
