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

Standing Alone

I can see the flower upon which my life grows, blooming into a rose.

See the hope an

Desh Hame Deta Hain Sab Kuchh
Desh hame deta hai sab kuchh
Hum bhi to kuchh dena sikhen
Suraj hame roshni deta
Hawa

Say Yes...

Say yes, and we could surf the highest waves,

Your hand in mine, never losing faith.

MANANE KI KHWAHISH HO YA NA HO

र लगता है तुम्हें बताने में वो जो हमा�

I Can't Help Myself

When I see you standing there... Did you even notice me?

I sit in class and you're on my

HAR SHAYRI ME AOKA NAM

um jo kahte hume

Hum jaan laga dete

Aangan aapka sajane

Hum sara aasman s

TUMSE ISHQ KARNA SIKHA HAI

मालूम है मुझे की मैं कुछ भी लिखु तुम इ�

You're My Forever

You're so special - more than you know and more than I show.

You're my soul mate, you're

agar tum hame milte to kya tumhe ehsas hota

Aate hai farishtey bankar

Aate hai farishtey bankar,

Rehte hai har waqt haath thamkar,

Milta Hai anmol dost