O little loveliest lady mine,
What shall I send for your valentine?
Summer and flowers are far away;Gloomy old winter is king today;
Buds will not blow, and sun will not shine;
What shall I do for a valentine?
I've search the garden all through and though
For a bud to tell my love so true;
But buds are asleep and blossoms are dead,
And the snow beats down on my poor little head:
So little loveliest mine,
Here is my heart for your valentine!
This is a poem, written by me Renee and I hope you will enjoy it.
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