Sharing a Poem That Means a Lot to Me, Happy Valentine’s Day

Me-holding-a-heart.Valentine’s day, a day of romance, chocolates, sipping champagne in the moonlight…………….or, in my case, making the four hour slog back to Yorkshire. Not the most romantic of times, but worry not for Mr L-D and I have something special planned for the weekend.

To throw a little love into the this mundane, travel stuffed day of mine I thought I would share with you the poem that was read when Mr L-D and I tied the knot.

It means a lot to us because it was the poem that my lovely hubby stuffed through my letterbox when he knew how he felt about me but couldn’t put it into words. After stuffing said poem he then ran away and hid in his hotel room, petrified that I did not feel the same way.

If only he had known; I had loved him from day one. Here it is; it’s called The Good Morrow and was written by John Donne.

I wonder, by my troth, what thou and I
Did, till we loved? Were we not weaned till then?
But sucked on country pleasures, childishly?
Or snorted we in the Seven Sleepers’ den?
’Twas so; but this, all pleasures fancies be.
If ever any beauty I did see,
Which I desired, and got, ’twas but a dream of thee.
And now good-morrow to our waking souls,
Which watch not one another out of fear;
For love, all love of other sights controls,
And makes one little room an everywhere.
Let sea-discoverers to new worlds have gone,
Let maps to other, worlds on worlds have shown,
Let us possess one world, each hath one, and is one.
My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears,
And true plain hearts do in the faces rest;
Where can we find two better hemispheres,
Without sharp north, without declining west?
Whatever dies, was not mixed equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.

Whatever you are doing this Valentine’s day, have a happy one.

Caricature of Michelle Lyndon-Dykes

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