More Than A Valentine!


I am not a John Alden. I do not need Hallmark to speak for me.
I do consider myself a “noseless“ Cyrano


My sentiments are never contrived. They come from my heart.
They are what I feel inside.


You are far more than a Valentine to me. After Seventy Two years of togetherness, you are the essence and permanency of my life.


Upon awakening in the morning, you are what I anticipate. During the day, the bonding continues. In the evening time, when sleep beckons, it is unwelcome because it dims my vision of you. I await the dawn for I know the cycle will begin again.

As age begins to shroud us, the nebulous atmosphere does not dim my memory of today, yesterday or the beginning.
My love continues its vibration through my body to keep all of my senses attuned to.


You are forever youthful and beautiful to my vision.
My thoughts of you never wander.
Your softness excites my touch!
Your scent is ever present.


Your gentle kiss is as exciting and igniting as the more passionate ones of our youth.


I hear your every movement because I am ever aware of you.
You are my Valentine every day of the year.