Roses are red, Violets are blue,
Nothing is sweeter, than loving you.
The things you say, they make me smile.
I re-read all your letters, every once in a while.
The things you write, with all the rhymes,
They brighten my day a thousand times.
Valentines days, in years gone passed,
none of the boys, to date me they asked.
The dances at school, before I went home,
I'd stand at the side, all alone.
Then you came along, and said three words,
and of those three, I'm glad I heard.
So hear is a poem, from me to you,
It's simply to say, How much I love you !
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