A Valentine to My Wife

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the love I've often spoken—
The love my dying lips shall speak.

Our little ones are making merry
O'er am'rous ditties rhymed in jest,
But in these words (though awkward—very)
The genuine article's expressed.

You are as fair and sweet and tender,
Dear brown-eyed little sweetheart mine,
As when, a callow youth and slender,
I asked to be your Valentine.

What though these years of ours be fleeting?
What though the years of youth be flown?
I'll mock old Tempus with repeating,
"I love my love and her alone!"

And when I fall before his reaping,
And when my stuttering speech is dumb,
Think not my love is dead or sleeping,
But that it waits for you to come.

So take, dear love, this little token,
And if there speaks in any line
The sentiment I'd fain have spoken,
Say, will you kiss your Valentine?
-Eugene Field

Other poetry

I wish...
I wish to die, I wish to cry, I wish to smile before I die. I wish to dance, I wish to laug

HAR SHAYRI ME AOKA NAM

um jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman s

Tamanna adhuri

Meri har tamanna adhuri thi tujhe pane se pahle

En tamanno ko aaj jine ki bajah likh

Never Want To Say Goodbye

I think of her and our time together,

And the tears come to my eye.

I never wante

Every Thought Of You

 

Each thought of you fills me with sweet emotion;

I give to you my deepest

A Thought True To You

Roses are red,

Violets are blue.

Sugar is sweet,

And I love you.

You Will Never See Me Fall

You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not

The Life Of A Cupcake

They put me in the oven to bake.

Me, a deprived and miserable cake.

Feeling the h

Life Is All About Symphony

To live content with small means;

to seek elegance rather than luxury,

and refine

Storm Of Fears

The winds are wild

The lightning strikes

The thunder booms

The storm is c