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

I Miss You
I miss you in the morning,
I miss you late at night,
But I know what you are doing
Is good

tears hanging under my eyelashes

im watcing ur way in the path of clowds

my tears doesn't come down untill u come

Missing You

 

I've hunted near, I've hunted far

I even looked inside my car.

I'v

Dar Kar Nahi Rehna Hain

 

कस ली है कमर अब तो, कुछ करके दिखा�

pyar mat karna

दुनिया में किसी से कभी प्यार मत करना

Finding Hope

I've always viewed life from the sidelines,

Just watching it passing me by.

In th

Never Let Go
One by one
take one step at a time
said her daddy, teaching her to walk
the little girl onl

Dirty Face

Where did you get such a dirty face,

My darling dirty-faced child?

I got it from

PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......

PAKE TUMKO KHONA NAHI HAI......

JIINE SE PHLE MRNA NHI HAI.....

KASOOR HAI ITNA H

My Lonely Show

A little bit angry through the years,

A whole lot lonely through my tears.

A wond