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

A Perfect Friend

A friend is someone we turn to

when our spirits need a lift,

A friend is someone

Love Is A Game

She wants a man

I can be that man

I will treat her right

as right as a sh

I Will Want To Grow Old With You

You can take me on a holiday

but I prefer to sit at home

you can buy me chocolate

DUA SAPNO KI LAGA

Shaam tak jhoojh, sab bhool ke paseena baha…

Thak bhi Raha hai to Maa ka maayus ch

DHARA SE DOOR CHAND

दूर धरा से चाँद को निहारती 

होकर �

The Reasons I Love

Your eyes sparkle like a light being shined on two beautiful emeralds,

When I see you wal

I'm Getting Lonely

It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely

Wishing someone would sit down and hold me

Poem For A Friend

If I could write a poem,

I would write it just for you.

But I cannot write a poem

me fariyad karta hun

मैं लिखता हूँ,

कागज और कलम से प्यार

I Love You Well

I wish not to love you much,

Only to love you well.

Much is but a quantity,