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

SANSAR CHALAY BETHE HAIN

क्या बात करूँ मैं लोगो की

सब आप बता

My Perfect Valentine

Observing the stars,

You came into mind.

I thought about your love for me.

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The Pain Of Goodbye

I could fill the oceans with the tears I've cried

Or cover the entire earth with blankets

Tum mere ho ...

Akkar Bakkar bambay bO

Kuch B hO tum, Mere hO ^_^

My Sister, My Friend

To me, you are an angel in disguise,

Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,

Alw

dosti oe zindgi ke mokaam

एक दिन जिंदगी ऐसे मुकाम पर पहुँच जाएँ

KARNE WALE KAAM BAHUT HAI

करनेवाले काम बहुत हैं व्यर्थ उलझनों �

mujhe zamane ne chot di hai

Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up

Another month has come,

But you're still so far away.

You're always in my heart

dharam apne bhasha ki izat karte hai

अपने धर्म, देश, भाषा की, जो इज़्ज़त करत