Our love can be romantic

our love acn be routine,

Our love can be a message

on the answeing macine.

Our love can be a whisper,

our love can be a touch,

Our love can get us

through the days

that we don`t like so much...

Our love can be imperfect,

our love can be ideal,

But most of all, our love can last -

because our love is real.

Happy Valentine`s Day!

to the one I love

so much.

Mom,

Sometimes

I get so wrapped up

in the craziness

of hectic schedules

and long "to do"lists,

that one day

leads into the next, and before I know it,

too much time has passed

bettween a call or visit...

But even during those busy times,

I find muself thinking of you

and how much

you mean to me.

And even though

I may not

always tell you...

I hope you always know

how much I love you.

Happy Valentines Day!

Love is a grave mental disease.

As time goes by from year to year,
One thing is surely true, my dear;
Though decades come and decades go,
Just seeing you sets me aglow.

Time shifts my body; I start to sag,
When I pass a mirror, it can make me gag.
My joints all ache; I can hardly move;
Still a smile from you, and I’m in the groove.

Getting older can be a pain,
But with you along, I can’t complain.
Despite the things that we go through,
I know I’ll never stop loving you.

Your loving heart turns life to play,
As we laugh at time from day to day.
So I write this poem, and I’ll hang my sign,
Saying, "Always Be My Valentine."

I said to you, "Oh, please be mine;
Be mine forever, Valentine."
I must have seemed like quite a fool,
Although I thought I was being cool.

I swore that we would never part,
As I put my hand upon my heart.
Had I been thinking with my head,
I'd probably have fled instead.

If you won't be my Valentine
I'll scream, I'll yell, I'll bite.
I'll cry aloud, I'll start to whine
If you won't be my Valentine.
I'll frown and fret, I'll mope and pine, and
It will serve you right ---
If you won't be my Valentine
I'll scream, I'll Yell, I'll Bite!

Myra Cohn Livingston

Valentine, O, Valentine,
I'll be your love and you'll be mine.
We'll care for each other, rain or fine,
and in 90 years we'll be 99.

Ian Serraillier