My Valentine

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    My Valentine

    Your the guy that I like.
    I look at you every day,
    and do you like me.

    I asked you to be my
    valentine, and you say
    with one sweet word yes,

    I was so happy that
    day that I now have
    my valentine today.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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