Valentine's Day, being just of recent, made me think of this poem. It has always been one that I liked.
How Do I Love Thee?
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.
~Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Saturday, February 21, 2009
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3 comments:
Oh dang - now I'm missing the hubby even more (sniff sniff)!
One of my ALL time favorites and I haven't read it in years. THANK you for making me stop and breath and see beauty. You are SO good for that my friend. AHHHhhhhhhhh.
Excellent! Fabulous! ...this woman can write. It is an art, a gift, a cathected aim. She captures the essence of whatever it is that she scrolls about.
Okay...I should be sending the bird house to YOU!! Were you a reviewer for a living?! Talk about a GIFT. YOU have it. I am whelmed and overwhelmed!
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