Friday, June 01, 2012

I Won (on Jeopardy?)

My category: American Literature from the 1600s

"To My Dear and Loving Husband"
by Anne Bradstreet

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought 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 let's so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

All this to say "Happy Birthday!" to my dear husband.

(I guess it also lets you know that I have been doing the homework for all those classes I have been taking.)

1 comment:

Kati from Kati's Quilting said...

Aww, Happy Birthday to Him! You made me cry! :) Beautiful poem, hope he likes it!