A Valentine's For Baby by Mary E. Wilkens Freeman Valentine's Day poem

"The rose is red, the violet's blue,
Pinks are pretty, and so are you."

The rose is red, my rosy dear;
But that you as yet hardly know,
Since you have only been with us
Four of the times when roses blow.

The violet's blue, my blue-eyed love;
Yet that, perhaps, you hardly knew,
Since you have only four times passed
The violets in their hoods of blue.

The pinks are pretty, baby queen,
And so are you; but that, also,
From being here so short a time,
Perhaps you've hardly learned to know.