Good Bye, Old Uncle Valentino Poem by Ravi Kopra

I do not tell her
Once a year I love her
And give her fresh roses
And boxes of chocolates

She is my sweetheart
My flower, forever
I love her with kisses
embraces everyday, always.

She is my heart, my soul
The reason of my being
I have no self
I am hers. She is mine.

Good bye, old uncle Valentino
Go tell the disloyal, the unfaithful
To show love to their lovers. I tell
My love every day I love her dearly.