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 Will Want To Grow Old With You

You can take me on a holiday

but I prefer to sit at home

you can buy me chocolate

Love Relations

Relationships are like lemons,

sour but sometimes sweet,

a kiss is like a cherry,

My One-Sided Love

My love for her is a roaring fire.

She's all I ever did or will desire.

Without h

Be The Best Of Whatever You Are

If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,

 Be a scrub in the valley — but

Game Of Life
Roll the dice
Play a new game
Life for you
Will never be the same

No looking back

Love Struck Smiles

Silly love-struck smiles

There's only one true style

Clueless and happy

N

Zindgi ne kiye hain bahut se sitam !

Zindagi Ne Kiye Hain Bahut
Se Sitam
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Teri Kasam
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The Beauty Of A Tree

Can there be anything more lovely

Then the beauty of a tree?

Her leaves shimmerin

Only Time Will Remain

It's unbranded and unclaimed,

Elusive and in vain.

It ebbs and it flows,

Lost Love..

I still love you.

we were friends with him

when he introduced me to you.