Have I not said and written enough? Every day is to us a Valentine’s Day I shall not buy you red roses- They will just wither away
While the love that ever In our faithful hearts dwells Outlasts the last sunshine and moonlight The most beautiful story it tells.
Our love should be quiet, gentle As mellow as the chords of the cello What a sacred word love is----this True hearts which love truly cherish and know.
Time is fleeting by, my love, draw nigh The songs of bygone days let us sing In sweet remembrance of every moment we shared then So fondly still I recall that day when we met in sweet spring.