A Valentine Poem For My Love

I don’t need a special day to tell you how special my wife is…The Best …more precious than rubies.

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You Can’t Remember What You Never Knew
You Can’t Forget What You Know to Be True

Yes love, I remember, running away from the gala
hands clasped tightly, together we made our way
to a place neither of us knew

A country road or path it appeared so quaint
walls of field-stones marked the day
and old hickory fence posts fulfilled the scenery

Instead of what we suspected to be dusk
what a joy to find that light growing stronger
Hours and hours to go before night

Wrapped tightly to each other we spent that day
in a moment, a lifetime of knowledge and wisdom
you and I one for eternity, never can it change

Never can it be forgotten by the stars
that eventually broke through the silence
as that orange red glow sank low
framing the western horizon
casting a wondrous glaze of innocence
upon the silhouette of your face

More lovely, more precious more aglow
still fresh in my memory, how much
more precious than mama’s antique cameo

The years that have wrecked our bodies
the tears that we cried apart, and together
no matter the hurts we have carelessly cast on each other

Put all blame on me, tie a millstone round my neck
Cast me overboard into the deep dark sea
It makes no difference, All there is to me is we,
You are mine, I am yours, and we are HIS

Proverbs 31:10-31 King James Version (KJV)

10 Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.

11 The heart of her husband doth safely trust in her, so that he shall have no need of spoil.

12 She will do him good and not evil all the days of her life.

13 She seeketh wool, and flax, and worketh willingly with her hands.

14 She is like the merchants’ ships; she bringeth her food from afar.

15 She riseth also while it is yet night, and giveth meat to her household, and a portion to her maidens.

16 She considereth a field, and buyeth it: with the fruit of her hands she planteth a vineyard.

17 She girdeth her loins with strength, and strengtheneth her arms.

18 She perceiveth that her merchandise is good: her candle goeth not out by night.

19 She layeth her hands to the spindle, and her hands hold the distaff.

20 She stretcheth out her hand to the poor; yea, she reacheth forth her hands to the needy.

21 She is not afraid of the snow for her household: for all her household are clothed with scarlet.

22 She maketh herself coverings of tapestry; her clothing is silk and purple.

23 Her husband is known in the gates, when he sitteth among the elders of the land.

24 She maketh fine linen, and selleth it; and delivereth girdles unto the merchant.

25 Strength and honour are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come.

26 She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness.

27 She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness.

28 Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.

29 Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all.

30 Favour is deceitful, and beauty is vain: but a woman that feareth theLord, she shall be praised.

31 Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates.


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