Happy Valentine's Day, Miya.
I've been looking into the holidays you celebrate, and many of them appear... odd. There's one with a giant rabbit who hands out candied eggs? That just sounds wrong. Valentine's Day I can get behind, though. A day where you celebrate your love for someone... That sounds like everyday when you're around, but we'll make today extra special. I still don't get how a fat little angel with wings and a bow and arrow fits into the picture, but I'm willing to work around that for you.
I just wanted to take a moment and put stylus to holopad and tell you how I feel. I got lucky in this case, when looking into Valentine's Day, I stumbled across a poem from your Old Earth, by a fellow named William Shakespeare.
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
I'm looking forward to celebrating Valentine's Day with you, and to celebrating many more. Wǒ ài nǐ, táozi... Zhídào yǒngyuǎn, Wǒ shǔyú nǐ.
With all my Love,
Bail
