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Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
Of your love’s bright fountain-burst,
Yet I grieve not for the past,
So you only love me last!Other souls may find their joy
In the blind love of a boy:
Give me that which years have tried,
Disciplined and purified,—
Such as, braving sun and blast,
You will bring to me at last!There are brows more fair than mine,
Eyes of more bewitching shine,
Other hearts more fit, in truth,
For the passion of your youth;
But, their transient empire past,
You will surely love me last!Wing away your summer-time,
Find a love in every clime,
Roam in liberty and light,—
I shall never stay your flight,
For I know, when all is past
You will come to me at last!
-Elizabeth (Akers) Allen (1832-1911)

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First time we met,

We smiled laughed and played,

By the big Oak Tree in the back,

Giving My Heart

First time we met,

We smiled laughed and played,

By the big Oak Tree in the back,

To Mary
The twentieth year is well-nigh past,
Since first our sky was overcast;
Ah, would that this

Flirting With Your Eyes

I shuffled down the hallway

Trying to stay out of view

Peeking down the walkway

My Perfect Valentine

Observing the stars,

You came into mind.

I thought about your love for me.

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