Best To My Wife Poems

Valentines is a very special day
To you my love I wish to say

Through this poem I offer thee
My heart for all eternity

My life is now a journey true
I live to simply honor you

My mission is to rise above
Symbolize the beauty of love 

To be a knight in armor bright
In defense of all that is right

Penning...

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I wandered and travelled
Nor knew where I'd gone .
Life became a problem;
T'was one long cruel song.

My problems seem to multiply;
They came from every side.
I vowed to find the answer;
by this I would abide.

I looked into nature
And tore apart my mind.
Then put them on the table
To see what I could find.

I found that I'de been greedy
and...

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Letter to My Wife
by Miklos Radnoti
translated by Michael R. Burch

A poem written during the Holocaust in Lager Heidenau, in the mountains above Zagubica, August-September, 1944

Deep down in the darkness hell awaits--silent, mute.
Silence screams in my ears, so I shout,
but no one hears or answers, wherever they are;
while sad Serbia, astounded by war,
and you are so...

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1 Peter 3:1
Likewise, ye wives, be in subjection to your own husbands; that, if any obey not the word, they also may without the word be won by the conversation of the wives;

[Ye wives, be in subjection] Consider that your husband is, by God's appointment, the head and ruler of the house; do not, therefore,...

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"Out catching fish ~
make a wish our
next dish is trout"


Written 26 Nov 2020...

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20 February 2010


Cecilia
By: Noel N. Villalrosa


 
You are the essential part of my life
My awareness and pride striking hype
You are insignia of my existence
Interstellar in my reminiscence

In this world of choices and by chances
You hold my hands to hurdle in races
Always bargaining for my achievements
Through ups and downs, I run for confinement

We share each day,...

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She wore kindness, forgiveness and the romance crown, 
Loved her when she laughed, yelled, groan, cried or croon,  
Silliness, jokes, laughs, rivers of love, kisses above us flown, 
Young lovers we were, holding hands, with devotion upgrown. 
I was once lost in the darkness of life, and gave up the fight,
She hold my hands,...

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A SONNET TO MY WIFE

Do you ever wonder why I do
The little things I do for you

It's because I love you, with a love that's true
A love no other can give to you

It's to keep a smile upon your face
And assure you no one can take your place

I love the way you wear your hair
The...

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(Written about 2005, as a sonnet, but I cannot recall why I used 13 rather than 14 syllables per line. Maybe Petrachan? Forgive me if it fails the sonnet test.)


For My Wife and Daughters: STREAMS OF CONSCIOUSNESS
eighty percent water in me wants unity here
oscillating in bones, gurgling words in my bloodstream, 
verging on vigorous waterways,...

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Never would I have dreamed of this
Inconceivable life we have built together
Not by any stretch of the imagination
Even through the difficult times, we held fast
You have blessed my life with beauty
E...n with his curiosity and laughter
A...n with his brilliant mind and creativity
Reveals the wonderful union of you and me.
So blessed am I, because of you....

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Twenty years of wedded bliss
this September we celebrate.
All because of that first kiss
when your lips settled my fate
and love my life would dominate....

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A Quatret To My Wife

When hell has frozen over,
And Hades’s dogs sleep quiet,
Love’s plant the blessed clover,
Will bloom a mossy riot

Love’s urgent thrust’s a miser,
Brings lovers’ secret moan,
But woman’s touch, a riser,
Tis butter on a scone

And with this love I worship,
The path on which we walk,
Our voyage is such a fair ship,
Does vex all others’...

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Happy birthday to my wife
A ray of sunshine in my life
Another year older, that is alright 
Beacon Hill seems like last night 
It seems our love even grows stronger 
I hope we enjoy it much longer 
So,what is another year
Let's jump and cheer
May your birthday be spent along side me
Maybe go to the mountain and...

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My mind's a naturalistic blur;
    She is a hazy green image
    pressed up against the lens
    Our hands press against each other
    only separated by the glass;
    her body is in the shape of crucifixion
    tired arms...

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No chinks in her armor
Winter blast can’t harm her
She’s an online farmer


By Robb A. Kopp...

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