Wednesday, February 8, 2012
" My Valentine is old and worn,
It's freshness lost, it's fragrance shorn;
But still it holds some little part
Of the warm love within my heart.
What matters if it's perfumed dress
Has lost it's pristine daintiness ;
The words, though old, are ever new
That bear the message, " I love you. "
- T. J. White ( Captive Memories ", 1897 )
Posted by mo at Wednesday, February 08, 2012