By Manuel U. Blas, Esq.
At last, my love, you have become
My Valentine for all seasons,
Ever since I met you long ago.
So it is no wonder, then,
That after a lifetime of chasing dreams and
moonbeams with you,
Whether in the spring of our troth,
The gleam of our summers,
The grey clouds of our autumns,
Unto the winter of our discontent,
You will always be
My Valentine for all seasons!