"Sweet Valentine Kisses"

When I was young and gay
I tried to bed a maiden
saying I love her;
but she laughed
with lying eyes
confusing me.

Don’t be silly
you’re only a boy
trying to be a man,
holding your red rose
wishing to be with me
for sweet Valentine kisses.

Ashamed I turned and cried
not knowing how to answer
trying to say I’m sorry;
never to bother you
in my verses cold
my writing old.

Waiting now
another year away
to be with a new lady;
she's the one to love me
the boy trying to be a man
with sweet Valentine kisses.