"A VALENTINE'S LAMENT Hello sweetheart, "There's something that I have to tell you. There's something that I've got to say..." Today is Valentine's Day. I'm here by myself and thinking of you. Will you be my Valentine? If you will, that will be always remembered. Sadly, this will be my last Valentine for you. I'm off to "war" again. This time, I ask no one to wait. Parting is such sweet sorrow, but sometimes necessary. It is thus and "so we'll go no more a roving so late into the night, though the heart be still as loving, and the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, and the soul wears out the breast, and the heart must pause to breathe, and love itself have rest. Though the night was made for loving, and the day returns too soon, yet we'll go no more a roving by the light of the moon." ~ George Gordon, Lord Byron So, I bid you a fond farewell. Adieu, Dear One, adieux. February the 14th, 2010"