It’s the time of year that if you squint,
And tilt your head, you may catch a glimpse…
Of Cupids Dancing, five in a row,
Flutes and garlands held in tow.
The Ages of Love, from young to old,
Reach for an infant to coddle and hold.
They look into their little Cherub’s eyes,
To find the youth in their souls, and the world opens wide.
A Valentine's heart flutters like the motion of Cupid’s wings,
Bearing an abundance of grapes to bring…
To Venus de Melo, her head tilted to the side,
Her pose and drapery lovely and dignified.
And tilt your head, you may catch a glimpse…
Of Cupids Dancing, five in a row,
Flutes and garlands held in tow.
The Ages of Love, from young to old,
Reach for an infant to coddle and hold.
They look into their little Cherub’s eyes,
To find the youth in their souls, and the world opens wide.
A Valentine's heart flutters like the motion of Cupid’s wings,
Bearing an abundance of grapes to bring…
To Venus de Melo, her head tilted to the side,
Her pose and drapery lovely and dignified.
So this Valentine's Day there's true beauty to be seen,
Wishing you well, from Robert, Kayla, Lisa, and Kathleen.
Wishing you well, from Robert, Kayla, Lisa, and Kathleen.
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