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Monday Morning Musings - - February 11, 2002 In 1678, Anne (Dudley) Bradstreet, an eighth-great-grandmother of mine, wrote the following poem: To My Dear and Loving Husband If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee; If ever wife was happy in a man, Compare me with ye women if you can. I prize thy love more than Mines of gold, Or all the riches that the East does hold. My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, Nor aught but love from thee, give recompense. Thy love is such I can no way repay, The heavens reward thee manifold I pray. Then while we live, in love lets so persever, That when we live no more, we may live forever. My late Mother-in-law, Ida Mae (Lindsey) Ohlson, wrote this poem around 1975: Love is a magic word That makes the world go round. It has super natural power Which no where else is found. Love is a unique power, Which comes to everyone, And rules the mind and feelings From dawn to setting sun. Love is a living presence Within the hearts of man, It guides and guards all actions, Thru out our whole life span. Love is a great life force, Given by God above. To keep us in his image, We need to share our love. In 1996 I wrote this one: Love is sweet, a thing of joy, when given and returned. Love is bitter, hard to swallow, when given and just spurned. Love is rich, full of pleasure, when given from the heart. Love is cruel, cutting deeply, when two friends have to part. Love is contagious, flowing freely, when among others 'tis spread. Love is useless, a wasted emotion, when felt but left unsaid. And on the humorous side I cranked out this limerick: A young lad named Larry McWhitten By a new found friend became smitten. But can it be puppy love, When the friend named above, Is really a cute little kitten? One night in December my thirteen year old granddaughter, Lindsey, awoke with a poem running through her head, got out her journal; and wrote the following: LOVE Love is the power to withstand all, To hold up pride, and stand tall. Love is a medicine that can cure the ill, Make happy the sad, and relieve a chill. Love brings trust, and courage to dwell, In matters we don't belong but soon we shall. Love makes us proud and happy to say, I am me and me I'll stay. What a wonderful world this would be if love and poetry ran through all families like it does through mine. Happy Valentine's Day. Love, Gene |
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