I think of thee when soft and wide
The evening spreads her robes of light.
And like a young and timid bride
Sits blushing in the arms of night.
And when the moon's sweet crescent springs
It's light o'er heaven's deep waveless sea,
And stars are forth like blessed things,
I think of thee! I think of thee!
* Verse from the 1890's paper lace Valentine pictured below.
Happy Valentine's Day! May you celebrate with those you hold close in your heart.
* Photos - Vintage Valentines from my personal collection, cherub dressing table clock, early French ormolu locket casket.