My valentine to him on our 57th Valentine Day
His favorite of all days.
 Always, my Sweetheart
Always, my SweetheartHis steps became slower
As he walked with his hand in mine:
And although his hair was grayer, 
He was still my Valentine.
The years had not diminished,
But our love had been refined;
And I found joy and pleasure
And I found joy and pleasure
With my special Valentine. 
The love we knew so long ago
Had become richer with time;
And the joys we shared grew deeper,
For we were lifelong Valentines.
For we were lifelong Valentines.
 
