BE MY VALENTINE
For a not so bad guy. Pitch.
Pitch is in his cave.
He stands.
Alone.
For he holds in his hand a picture.
Of what you ask?
His daughter.
He looks at the picture.
He cries.
He clinches the picture.
Then the wind blows.
He looks up.
There.
There she is.
Mother Nature.
"Will you be my Valentine?" She asks.
Her voice like sweet honey.
Pitch smiles.
Mother Nature hugs Pitch.
"I will." He answers.
"I love you, my dear."
"I love you, father."
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