Past Valentines Poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay

Today raise a toast
To the past valentines' ghosts
In your heart still they thrive
Now somebody's mother, somebody's wives
Can you recollect all their names?
The ones with whom you played love games
Do you in life's race pause a while
Remember a face or a fleeting smile
Or you consider your actions were silly
Now that you have your own family
Maybe they have carved a place in your heart
Times fly away but memories don't depart.
Today in honour of them raise a toast or two
Don't feign surprise and say, 'Margarita, who? '