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

IS DHARTI KE TYOHAR

अलबेलों की इस धरती के त्योहार भी हैं �

True Friends

True friends are hard to find

But I knew you were the one

You're always so kind

You Know I Love You

I'll be with you as long as you want me to,

Until the end of time.

The day I met

nadiyon se dhanwan

वेदों के मंत्रों से गुंजित स्वर जिसक�

A Broken Heart

How do I mend a broken heart?

My entire world has fallen apart.

How do I find hop

A Geezer's Gripings

I'm getting older, nature deems.

I'm coming apart at the seams.

The things that n

sankat apna bal sakha

संकट अपना बाल सखा है, इसको कठ लगाओ

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Brokenhearted Lover

I loved you,

But you broke my heart.

I should have known

That was your go

HAR NAZAARA RANGIN HO JATA HAI

Jab tu banke humsafar mera sath deta hai,

Har mushkil safar asaan ho jata hain.

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Aate hai farishtey bankar

Aate hai farishtey bankar,

Rehte hai har waqt haath thamkar,

Milta Hai anmol dost