When I think of Love, there is a face
And when I think of Love, there is a name.
When I think of Love, there are certain memories
And certain smiles, and certain eyes.
For when I think of anything about you,
Love is all I feel.
Happy Valentine's Day, Sweetheart.
I love you so dearly with all my heart.
Love,
Your Aubala
4 comments:
That is so beautiful and sweet.
You have inspired me, dear cousin. I only hope my words come out as well as yours did.
Love to you, Chica!
Nicely done, Aubey-wan! Nicely done, indeed!
My poetry writing days all occurred between my sophomore year of high school and the beginning of my mission, although I did write a little thing not long after your birth which I think is floating around in a Seton anthology here somewhere.
I could not be more pleased that you are still happy together. I'm sure it's coming from how dedicated you two are to your callings, your honest life style, and your faithful payment of tithes, etc. All I want is happines for you and all my babies. And for all the other folks who read these columns.
Love,
Dad
That is so very sweet! I'm so glad you two are so much in love! I wished we lived closer so we could go on double dates and hang out with you guys! Miss you and love you!
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