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

As Is Life

It's strange the things you remember

And the things you seem to forget.

It's a ja

pyaar ko jataya nahi jata

pyaar karke koi jatay ye zaruri to nahi

yaad karke koi batay ye zaruri to nahi

ro

ishq or dosti

 

Ishq Aur Dosti Meri Zindgi Ke Do Jahan Hain,

Ishq Meri Rooh Toh Dosti Mera

Come A Little Closer

Come a little closer

Honey, come a little closer,

let me whisper in your ear.

bachpan bit gaya

बचपन बीत गया लड़कपन में, जवानी बीत रह�

Love's Arrow

Overwhelming and revealing

this amazing feeling,

this ache I crave, this desire,<

My One, My Only Is You

For so long, I wished for the day.

The day that our love would find its way.

From

Why Did I Break Up With The Guy I Love?

You poison me with your eyes,

Your lips curving, drawing me in.

How can you trust

Naam ke liye reh gayi

पहले दोस्त, दोस्त की मदद करता था दोस्�

saikil ke pahiy fir se ghumay

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