My sweet valentine

I love you, 

Not only for what you are, 

But for what I am 

When I am with you. 

I love you, 

Not only for what 

You have made of yourself,

But for what

You are making of me. 

I love you 

For putting your hand

Into my heaped-up heart

And passing over

All the foolish, weak things

That you can't help

Dimly seeing there, 

And for drawing out 

Into the light

All the beautiful belongings

That no one else had looked

Quite far enough to find. 

I love you 

Because you have done 

More than any fate 

Could have done 

To make me happy. 

You have done it

Without a touch, 

Without a word, 

Without a sign. 

You have done it 

By being yourself. 

Perhaps that is what 

Being a friend means, 

After all. 

                                - Roy Croft