By: Ardis E. Parshall - February 14, 2012 “Valentine” By Mary Hale Woolsey Here among my treasures fewHidden through the years,Sweet with memories of you –And blotted o’er by tears: Yellowed now, its paper lace,By faded roses held in place;Hearts and darts and flowers entwineThese words: “To My Valentine.” How its message, tender, dear,Set my heart aglowWhen at first I read it hereIn the long-ago: “Promise that you’l...
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