For the Lord of Love,
Let the roses be.
A pack of roses in his memory
Or, why not a red rose to him
Rather than to the beloved
If she is unavailable,
Why not to give it to a child?
Let the day be in his reminiscence and remembrance,
In the remembrance of St.Valentine
And his sacrifice,
His attempts to save love,
Love sacred and sacrosanct.
Why not to take it otherwise,
A day of feeling the goodness of love,
Parental, sisterly, brotherly
Or of the house,
As day of flowers in all sweetness and fragrance?