Memories of Love

Spring is in the air and with it comes romance and fresh beginnings. It's a good time to make new plans and to reflect on how, or what changes we will make in our life. Take care though, some memories are just meant to be savoured.


The First Day

by Christina Georgina Rossetti

I wish I could remember the first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season it might be
Summer or winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom, yet, or many a May.
If only I could recollect it. such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seemed to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand - Did one, but know!

False Though She Be

by William Congreve

False though she be to me and love,
I'll ne'er pursue revenge;
For still the charmer I approve,
Though I deplore her change.

In hours of bliss we oft have met:
They could not always last;
And though the present I regret,
I'm grateful for the past.

 

Love Can Make a Difference!

My daughter is getting married in one month. Things will change after she and her beloved say "I do." Her love for her husband will grow and she will prefer him more. But that's good. That is the way it should be. She has been and will continue to be a kind and gracious daughter.

Still, I will miss my little girl. She has brought me much joy, especially when she shares stories with me of her hospital work as a nurse. Her stories often make me laugh and demonstrate to me my daughter's strong character and good common sense.

To celebrate her up-coming marriage I am posting a love poem because love makes life wonderful. It can make a simple moment in an otherwise dull day, a moment to treasure forever.

Because of Your Love


Sometimes it feels like summer,
Even on a winter day;
It happens when you smile at me
Or look a certain way.

Sometimes I feel the sunshine
When it's raining from the sky;
It happens when you hold my hand
And when I hear you sigh.

Sometimes it feels like heaven,
Where my every dream comes true;
It happens when you look at me
And say, "I love you, too."


Patricia Ann Emme

For the love of animals

If only animals could talk. We would learn a lot about ourselves if they could.

My dog has the most beseeching eyes and when she looks at me it's always because she wants love, food or approval. I often take her for granted as I rush past her to do some errand. I know that she forgives me when I ignore her. She has adjusted well to being the lowest peg on the rung.

Still, I think she gets the most attention from everyone in the household. All because she's so darn cute.

Here's a couple of poems with the insight of animals. I hope it gives you something to chew on.

The Old Horse in the City
by Vachel Lindsay

The moon's a peck of corn. It lies
Heaped up for me to eat.
I wish that I might climb the path
And taste that supper sweet.

Men feed me straw and scanty grain
And beat me till I'm sore.
Some day I'll break the halter-rope
And Smash the stable-door,

Run down the street and mount the hill
Just as the corn appears.
I've see it rise at certain times
For years and years and years.



The Python
by Hilaire Belloc

A Python I should not advise-
It needs a doctor for its eyes,
    And has the measles yearly.
However, if you feel inclined
To get one (to improve the mind,
    And not from fashion merely),
Allow no music near its cage;
And when it flies into a rage,
    Chastise it most severely.

I had an Aunt in Yucatan
Who bought a Python from a man
    And kept it for a pet.
She died because she never knew
These simple little rules and few-
    The snake is living yet.

 

Love is like the Sun-The Night has a Thousand Eyes

The Night Has A Thousand Eyes

by Francis William Bourdillon

The night has a thousand eyes,
And the day but one;
Yet the light of the bright world dies
With the dying of the sun.

The mind has a thousand eyes,
And the heart but one;
Yet the light of a whole life dies
When love is done.

How true. Love to us is like the sun to the world. Without love, life is almost meaningless.

Suppose we understand all the mysteries of life, are blessed with abundant knowledge and have amazing faith. If we are unwilling to love we are as nothing.

Suppose we give tons of money to charities, help feed the poor and are willing to die for great causes. If we don't do it in love it will not do us much good.

What does love have to do with this? Why everything! Love is what takes life from good to great.

So what does love look like? Love is patient. Love is kind. Love is not envious of others. It does not brag and show off. Love does not behave rudely. It is not self seeking or selfish. Love is not easily provoked and thinks no evil. Love does not rejoice in evil thoughts, words, or deeds. Love believes, hopes, and rejoices in all things good and true.

Love is so wonderful and perfect that it never fails.