"And now these three remain:
Faith, Hope, and Love.
But the greatest of these is Love."
Valentine's Day is a day for Lovers.
No matter it's origins, and no matter who
Saint Valentine himself was, the day itself
has become identified with the idea of Romantic Love.
Chocolates and Roses are given to those we adore,
and words of Love whispered with longing.
The sad thing is, that no matter the deep
feelings of Romance we express on this day,
soon after it fades from our Hearts and minds.
Until the next year brings it back once again.
Why not, this year, keep it alive?
Not just for a day, or maybe two, but all the Year?
Let's make sure that the special Person in our
life knows how we feel every day.
Because, let's face it, the words are so easy to say,
and hold so very much meaning, that it's a pity to
keep them to ourselves.
"I Love You" is all it takes to convey the
meaning of the Heart. Why not say it every day?
Just say, "I Love You".
Have a Happy Valentine's Day!
~ Daniel Ridgway Knight
~The Meaning of True Love~
It is sharing and caring, giving and forgiving,
loving and being loved, walking hand in hand,
talking heart to heart, seeing through each others eyes.
laughing together, weeping together,
praying together, always trusting and believing
thanking God for each other, for love that is shared
is a beautiful thing, it enriches the soul
and makes the heart sing.
Helen Steiner Rice
~Shall I Compare Thee~
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou are more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
~ Maxfield Parrish
~When You Are Old~
WHEN you are old and gray and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how love fled
And paced among the mountains overhead
And hid his face among a crowd of stars.
~William Butler Yeats~
To take a look at what the post was intended to look like (blogger is a pain-in-the-ass to play with!), please surf on over to Benning's Valentine's Day Home. Click on the links, enjoy the poetry, listen to the music (midi files!)and remember that the pages were created for one I loved way back in 1997. Pity that the love did not last, but the pages created are pretty nice, if I do say so myself!