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

Har aansu mera ek shola hai

Dard apne dil ka humne

Ek arse ke bad khola hai

Bas bat ye alag hai

Ke da

His Messy Room

Whosever room this is should be ashamed!

His underwear is hanging on the lamp.

Hi

The Pain Inside

I saw the stars that shine

When I looked into your eyes.

I felt the pain inside

What Lies

 

You told me you loved me,

but your eyes were empty.

You told me yo

As You Go Through Life

Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;

  And even when you find them,

pyar mat karna

दुनिया में किसी से कभी प्यार मत करना

Wishes Don't Come True

I wish there were words to express how I feel,

But no words I see will do.

No wor

He Is Hurting Too

He's tired of the pain.

He's tired of every lie.

He's tired of the countless nigh

zindagi kabhi hasati hai

Zindagi kabhi hasati hai, kabhi rulati hai,

Kabhi khushi deti hai, kabhi gam de jaati hai

Chai-Chai

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