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

My Friend Hope

I have an invisible friend

Who guides me through dark and pain.

She always tells

WO MANZAR BHI AAYENGE

रख हौसला वो मंजर भी आयेगा,

प्यासे क

The Love I Feel

To hold you close to having you near

To have my breath against your ear

Whisperin

Time is Sleeping

Time is sleeping.
Sand will be the last thing remaining,
Sand that covers planets,

NEVER LET GO

It was love at first sight the first time that we met

All these feelings came unbridled e

CINDY WILLIAMS GUTIÉRREZ

A Life In Progress

Fear is loud and bossy.

She can be vicious at times.

And the worst of it is that<

Clearing The Way

I have waited quite a long time to get old,

So I think I should try to enjoy it.

badhe chalo

Na haath ek Shastra ho

Na haath ek astra ho

Na anna veer vastra ho

Hato n

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam

Dil ki es diwar par tera naam likhta hoon

Pyar bhre shbdo se koi paigaam likhta hoon