Valentine

• Naomi Sommers, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2008

You are my little Valentine, your cupids arrow struck
You’re the bright sun in the distance; you’re the blue sky up above
You’re the essence to all loneliness, the sweetest bird that sings
You are my little Valentine, to me, your everything.

You are a rose that smells so sweet, a blossom in the spring
Your arms are cradles for my love, and to you I'll cling
So on this special day of love, I’m sure the bells will ring
You are my little Valentine to me, your everything.