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Love is in the Air - Verses and Poems

 

A Poem is the sweetest way to convey your feelings

Heartprints

Whatever our hands touch---
We leave fingerprints!

On walls, on furniture,
On doorknobs, dishes, books,
As we touch we leave our identity.

Oh please where ever I go today,
Help me leave heartprints!

Heartprints of compassion
Of understanding and love.
Heartprints of kindness
and genuine concern.

May my heart touch a lonely neighbor
Or a runaway daughter,

Or an anxious mother,
Or, perhaps, a dear friend!

I shall go out today
To leave heartprints,

And if someone should say
"I felt your touch,"
May that one sense be...YOUR LOVE
Touching through ME.

Author Unknown

 

Love is a fruit in season

At all times and within reach of every hand!

Spread love everywhere you go

First of all in your own house

Give love to your children

To your husband or wife

To a next door neighbor

Let no one ever come to you

Without leaving happier

Be the living expression of God's

Kindness, kindness in your face

Kindness in your eyes

Kindness in your smile

Kindness in your warm greeting!

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~Mother Teresa

 

           

Valentine Food For Thought

Cabbage always has a heart; Green beans string along.
You're such a cute tomato, Will you peas to me belong?

You've been the apple of my eye, You know how much I care;
So lettuce get together, We'd make a perfect pear.

Now, something's sure to turnip to prove you can't be beet;
So, if you carrot all for me let's let our tulips meet.

Don't squash my hopes and dreams now, Bee my honey, dear;
Or tears will fill potato's eyes, While sweet corn lends an ear.

I'll cauliflower shop and say, Your dreams are parsley mine.
I'll work and share my celery, So be my valentine.

Jeanne Losey

 

 

Deare, when I from thee am gone,
Gone are all my joyes at once;

I loved thee, and thee alone,
In those love I joyed once,
And although your sights I leave,
Sight wherein my joyes do lie,
Till that death do sense bereave,
Never shall affection die.
-------       John Downland

 

What's in a name ? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo called.

William Shakespeare

 

All love, at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until 'tis fine,

But, when 'tis settled on the lee,
And from th' impurer matter free,
Becomes the richer still the older,
And Proves the pleasanter the colder.
-------       Samuel Butler

 

I love thee, I love thee,
'Tis all that I can say;

It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day.

Thomas Hood

 

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;

If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women you can
I prize thy love more than whole mines of Gold.
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold repay,
Then while we live, in love let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
-------       Ann Bradstreet

 

All love, at first, like generous wine,
Ferments and frets until 'tis fine,

But, when 'tis settled on the lee,
And from th' impurer matter free,
Becomes the richer still the older,
And Proves the pleasanter the colder

Samuel Butler

 

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height,

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight,
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need; by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith,
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose.
With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath.
Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.