Helen Urda Smith
My First Valentine - Poem by Helen Urda Smith
My first love you'll always be;
While there is life left in me.
You loved, sheltered, cared for me
And in my heart you'll always be;
My first and last love, Mamma mine!
You'll always be my valentine!
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