Poet: David V. Bush
When my soul's engulfed in darkness;
When the tears begin to flow;
When words seem not to comfort;
When no one else can know
Just why my heart is aching,
And cannot understand;
I seek thee, life's companion
In fancy feel thy hand.
My heart is stirred and warmed,
I know you're the friend so true;
In spirit still you guide me,
My loving wife, it's you.
Birthday Poems for Wife
Poet: R. H. Stoddard
If to wish and to have were one, my dear,
You would be sitting now
With not a care in your tender heart
Nor a wrinkle upon your brow.
The clock of time would go back with you,
All the years you have been my wife.
Till its golden hands had pointed out
The happiest hour of your life.
Perhaps it will all come right at last,
It may be when all is done
We shall be together in some good world
Where to wish and to have are one.
Poet: Jean Blewett
She is so winsome and so wise
She sways us at her will.
And oft the question will arise
What mission does she fill?
And so I say, with pride untold
And love beyond degree,
This woman with the heart of gold.
She just keeps house for me.
A full content dwells in her face,
She's quite in love with life.
And for a title wears with grace
The sweet old-fashioned " Wife."
What though I toil from morn till night,
What though I weary grow,
A spring of love and dear delight
Doth ever softly flow.
Our children climb upon her knee
And lie upon her breast.
And ah! her mission seems to me
The highest and the best.
And so I say, with pride untold
And love beyond degree,
This woman with the heart of gold,
She just keeps house for me.
Short Love Quotes
Poet: Unknown
Our table is spread for two, tonight
No guests our bounty share;
The damask cloth is snowy white,
The services elegant and bright,
Our china quaint and rare;
My little wife presides,
And perfect love abides.
The bread is sponge, the butter gold,
The muffins nice and hot,
What though the winds without blow cold?
The walls a little world infold,
And the storm is soon forgot;
In the fire-light's cheerful glow
Beams a paradise below.
A fairer picture who has seen?
Soft lights and shadows blend;
The central figure of the scene,
She sits, my wife, my queen
Her head a little bent;
And in her eyes of blue
I read my bliss anew.
I watch her as she pours the tea,
With quiet, gentle grace;
Wjth fingers deft, and movements free
ohe mixes in the cream for me,
A bright smile on her face;
And, as she sends it up,
I pledge her in my cup.
"Was ever man before so blessed?"
I secretly reflect.
The passing thought she must have guessed,
For now dear lips on mine are pressed,
An arm is round my neck.
Dear treasure of my life
God bless her! — my wife.
Love Poems For Her
Poet: A. J. Perrault
Amid the cares of married life,
In spite of toil and business strife,
If you value your sweet wife,
Tell her so!
Prove to her you don't forget
The bond to which the seal is set;
She's of life's sweets the sweetest yet-
Tell her so!
When days are dark and deeply blue,
She has her troubles, same as you;
Show her that your love is true
Tell her so!
There was a time you thought it bliss
To get the favor of one kiss;
A dozen now won't come amiss
Tell her so!
Your love for her is no mistake
You feel it, dreaming or awake
Don't conceal it. For her sake,
Tell her so!
Don't act, if she has passed her prime,
As though to please her were a crime;
If ever you loved her, now's the time
Tell her so!
She'll return, for each caress,
A hundredfold of tenderness!
Hearts like hers were made to bless
Tell her so!
You are hers and hers alone;
Well you know she's all your own.
Don't wait to "carve it on a stone"
Tell her so!
Never let her heart grow cold
Richer beauties will unfold;
She is worth her weight in gold!
Tell her so!
I Love You Poems
Poet: B. R. Pulsifer
This poem is written for my wife
Whose love fills my life.
I thank God every day
For your love and all your ways.
You are like an angel, sent from above
Now I know the meaning of true love.
And as the years tick on by
Know I'll love you until I die.
Poet: I. J. A. Miller
If you'd have her dearly love you
Ardently as God above you
Compliment her worthy actions,
Making no unjust exactions;
Treat her always in a way
That your deeds forever say:
Darling wife, I love you ever,
Angry words will part us never"
Often kiss and hug and squeeze her,
That's the way to pet and please her;
Do not let her catch the notion
Yours is not a true devotion.
Don't believe the guilty rabble
Or the mischief-maker's gabble
Of the many things she's doing,
Of the other heart she's wooing;
Stick to her whate'er you do,
Trust her as she trusteth you;
For a home of love and pleasure
Is a truly priceless treasure.
When your tea or supper's over,
Don't start out and play the "rover,"
Stay at home - obey her wishes
Rock the babe or dry the dishes;
Don't go gadding over town
Like a lunatic or clown.
If it please her, take her walking,
Don't play mule and go to balking.
If she's tired and overbearing,
Do not then resort to swearing.
Treat her kindly, take life easy,
Don't be crabbed, rough, or "teasy";
With a reassuring smile
Kiss her once or twice a while,
And you'll notice what a change
Comes from little things so strange.
Love her as a lover would,
Treat her as a husband should,
Let that courtship ever last
That impelled you in the past;
Make your marriage one of worth,
That will last beyond this earth;
Court her love and wistful eye,
Keep on courting till you die.
Help her feel this life worth living;
Be forbearing and forgiving.
She will gladly bless and honor
You, for blessings heaped upon her,
And you never will regret
That in love you firmly met;
And when dead, in lonesome hours,
She will deck your grave with flowers.
David V. Bush Poems
