To Babette
February 14, 1990
Have I loved thee in September
As I loved thee Dear in May?
Since I love thee so completely
It's impossible to say.
By the sting of Cupid's arrow
He has granted thee the power
To be dearer every minute
And more precious every hour.
So never change my darling
I earnestly implore.
Though the cup of love is brimming
There is always room for more.
The world is full of happiness
And all of it is mine
Because you're here and near and dear
And you're my Valentine.
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