Five red hearts, all them mine,
I guess you'd say, My Valentines.
Some small, some large, some in between,
But they're all mine, as can be seen.
They visit me, to bring me lines,
Such as, "Please be my Valentine".
Sam, getting large, my, see him grow,
Cammy, cute, red cheeks aglow.
Shaun is next, with boisterous vim,
Silent Timmy, next to him.
Shannon, small with reddish hair,
Putting on such grown up airs.
And now that February's here,
Each gives to me, a card that cheers.
No teacher's pets, these kids of mine,
But they're all Grandpa's Valentines.
E. H. Coe 1973