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

Our One Star

Look at the stars tonight

As we see the same light

And in that moment

It

Lover Far Away

I lay in my bed and think about you.

I love you so much' I don't know what to do.

HAMARE DESH BHAKTI

Na thi kisi ki himmat koi aankh na dikhata tha

Ab kaha chali gyi hain humari androoni sha

aalu or kachalu

आलू कचालूआलू कचालू बेटा कहाँ गए थे,

The Mysteries Of Love

Love is a mystery

never to be solved

when two people have a history

and a

Just Look Into My Eyes

Look into my eyes.

Tell me what you see.

It won't be happy.

It won't be p

That's Life

This life is a wonderful gift .. accept it, embrace it. 

It starts with a new day ..

How And When

We are often greatly bothered

By two fussy little men,

Who sometimes block our pa

Best Friends
if someone said what's a best friend
I'd have to say someone who's there, till the bitter end

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