by ReaderOfSoulsunknown, Texas, USA
Feb 2011 867 Views 20 comments
To Mary
I sleep with thee and wake with thee,
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee-
And press the common air.
Thy eyes are gazing upon mine
When thou art out of sight,
My lips are always touching thine
At morning, noon, and night.
I think and speak of other things
To kept my mind at rest,
But still to thee my memory clings
Like love in woman's breast.
I hide it from the world's wide eye
And think and speak contrary;
But soft the wind comes from the sky
And whispers tales of Mary.
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms with thoughts of thee-
And press the common air.
Thy eyes are gazing upon mine
When thou art out of sight,
My lips are always touching thine
At morning, noon, and night.
I think and speak of other things
To kept my mind at rest,
But still to thee my memory clings
Like love in woman's breast.
I hide it from the world's wide eye
And think and speak contrary;
But soft the wind comes from the sky
And whispers tales of Mary.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Feb 2011
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I wrote this for Mary when we were courting and I had discovered that she liked poetry.Poems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (20)
But soft the wind comes from the sky And whispers tales of Mary. Thank you for sharing this lovely tale of love.
You're very welcome. Mary had read all of the pretty sonnets here and wanted me to post mine. I'm kind of embarassed about it.I'm more of a give-her-flowers kind of guy so when I wrote this 18 years ago she had really inspired me. I'm not a poetry writing kind of guy, but I do enjoy reading it when I get a chance. She is my heart's song.
Hey, these emoticons are kinda fun!
If you wont give him BIG kisses for these sweetness things, that would be so cruel!!!!
Ohh-- and this poem is such a wonderful with beautiful 18 yrs memory!!!
rob
a knack to turn a phrase also. Great stuff.
This is Richard. I'm also known as Mr.Bear (Mary's pet name for me). I tried to show her how much I love her through words and this is what came of it. I'm glad you liked it.
Believe it or not, Mary actually does not like the color pink. I thought that in the spirit of Valentine's Day that I would use the pink background for my "sonnet" as Mary calls them.
It turns out that when Mary was very little, her parents had painted her room a garish pink with some mauve thrown in. To her it looked like Pepto Bismol (an anti-nausea medicine). She did not like that room and did not like staying in it for any reason and was always sick in that room. To this day, the color pink makes her very sick. She was *NOT* happy when her best friend chose pink as a wedding color. The dress Mary is wearing in her profile pic is pink and she loathed that dress. Had to fight from being ill that day. She has never worn that dress again and swears never to either.
I'm glad you like the poem.
I tried to express my love for Mary. These words are the result. Glad you liked it.
I most certainly tried to convey my feelings. Glad you liked this.
Oh, I most certainly have many stories about Mary. Glad you liked this.
Glad you liked this. I do my best.
Richard asked me to comment to this again as it seems to have brought much delight to your hearts. :)
Regards Mick.
Mr.Bear (Richard) is my heart's delight and we recently celebrated 28 years of marriage this past Fall. :-) Recently he was asking me if I had gotten back here recently and he asked me to bump up this 'ol number for you all. :-)I made my niche' here as the Cowboy Poet (yes, that includes women as well) I'm so glad you liked this piece.