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

JHANSI KI RANI

सिंहासन हिल उठे राजवंशों ने भृकुटी त�

Seeking Peace

I am broken,

Shattered into irreparable pieces.

Who is going to save me?

desh bhakti geet

सरफ़रोशी की तमन्ना अब हमारे दिल में ह

humara bachpan

Wo bachapan achha tha

Ye jawaani haar gai School k din ache the

Ye college ki eng

AGAR TUM THAK JAO

Agar Thak Jaao Kabhi Toh Humse Kahna

Hum Utha Lenge Tumko Apni Baahon Mein

Aap Ek

It's Time To Really Let You Go

Letting you go is not easy

No matter how hard I try

I cannot seem to get you out

YOOG KE VIHAAN

अमरपुरी से भी बढ़कर के जिसका गौरव-गान

The Moon...

The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;

She shines on thieves on the garden wall,

ZINDGI ME UJALA

हर मोड़ पर काटे बिझे है

हर कदम संभा

Deer And Beer

Look at that deer

Man I am craving a beer

He has a nice rack

It is enough