Valentine Toast Poem by Jeffrey Stultz

A Toast
Upon the feast of St. Valentine,
We raise a cup of hearty wine,
To extol and praise a love sublime,
And give thanks for a gift divine.

Our hearts are joyous everyday,
For the ladies God has sent our way;
No fading violets who wither away,
But perennials who are here to stay.

Their love is strong, its taken root,
And through time’s tempest bourn good fruit;
Their example leaves us resolute,
To devote ourselves in fond tribute.

The truest love to us they have shown,
That it honors us to call them our own.


Taliesin Flynn
February 14,2003