For my dearest Valentine
To you I give this heart of mine.
I've cut it out so carefully,
for you and all the world to see.
It has a few old scars and stings,
and holes where once there were tiny strings.
I've placed it in this wooden box,
a perfect bow which sits a top this broken heart of mine.
A little note tucked deep inside
'From me to you, my Valentine'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem