Valentine

Peter,

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight.

For the ends of being and ideal grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

most quiet need, by sun and candle light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right.

I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.

I love thee with a passion put to use.

In my old griefs and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose.

With my lost saints, I love thee with

the breadth, smiles, tears all of my life!

And, if God chose

I shall but love thee better after death.

- Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1850)

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY BABY

Vivre! Rire! Aimer!

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