A Valentine to My Wife
Posted on
16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by
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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
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MAN SE SWIKAR
एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )
CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ
When The World Turned Upside Down
The day when the world
turned upside down:
when a frown became a smile
an
What Friendship Means
Friendship means being there just to be there.
Friendship means listening and not asking
HINDUSTAN KHATRE MEIN HAI
ना मस्जिद खतरे में है, ना मंदिर खतरे म
dosti kya hai
dosti wo nahi jo jaan deti hai
dosti wo bhi nahi jo muskan deti ha
INTEZAAR ME KATE HAI DIN
कैसे जीऊ मैं खुशहाल ज़िन्दगी
उसकी
HAR PAL LARTA HAI
कभी हंसाती है तो कभी रुलाती है जिंदगी
Live, Love, Laugh
Live, love, laugh,
play, fight, cry.
Time seems short when it's just you and I,