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

In The Shadow Of Your Warm Love

In the shadow of your warm love

I feel so safe and secure,

And your soft, caring

LAGTA HAI US SE MOHABBAT HONE LAGI HAI

Surat na dekhi maine uski 

Moorat phir bhi uski ban ne lagi hai 

Din ko

This One's For You
This one's for you...
You've always been there for me
You knew when I was hurting
You helpe

banta mitta hua me

किशमिश सी जलती मस्तियाँ लपट- झपट उठता

Secret Love

I love you so much.

Please never doubt this is true.

But I'm having such

A Choice Is Mine

Life may not let me select my lot,

But whether I'd be happy or not...

That is my

Dirty Face

Where did you get such a dirty face,

My darling dirty-faced child?

I got it from

Marital Rape of a Man
With dreams of Happy life
got married and brought home his wife
with zillion thoughts he enter

My Friend, How Precious You Are To Me

Did I tell you I love you?

Did I tell you I care?

Did I tell you I'm happy

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Losing The Best Part Of Me

I'm no longer whole

And sadly neither is he

We've been locked out by pain