VALENTINE PRESCHOOL POEMS FOR PARENTS FOR DUMMIES

O my Luve is like a crimson, red rose That’s freshly sprung in June; O my Luve is just like the melody That’s sweetly played in tune. So honest artwork thou, my bonnie lass, So deep in luve am I;...The poem invites viewers to take into account the Uncooked, trustworthy thoughts that underpin real intimacy and link, highlighting the significance