Valentine for A

I cannot write this year
For a dream has died
And rivulets of tears
Have fallen and have dried
How optimistic it appears
That I would hold you near

Though you are one so wise
I dreamed your practicality
Would see me by your side
But oh the harsh reality
Through all the days i tried
I dreamed you'd love another
I never dreamed you dreamed
Of being a single mother.

I held the thought the two of us
Would one day be together
That you would trust
That your delight would always be my  pleasure.
Oh how I love your calculus
So unlike any other
I should have known you'd make no fuss
Of being a single mother.