Since tomorrow is Valentine’s Day…I send this poem to the one that I love the most…my darling wife.  This poem was written by Florence Earle Coates in 1916, which just happens to be the year of birth of my sweet mother.  So, in honor of the two most important women in my life…happy Valentine’s Day.

I would wish that I could write as well as this and to any of you guys out there…if you have someone in your life that means everything to you…give her this poem along with your eternal love.

How Wonderful is Love

How wonderful is love!
More wonderful, I wish,
Than cherry-blossoms are when spring’s first kiss
Warms the chill breast of earth,
And gives new birth
To beauty! High above
All miracles—the miracle of love,
Which by its own glad and triumphant power
Brings life to flower.
Oh, love is wonderful!
More wonderful than is the dew-fed rose
Whose petals half unclose,
In welcome of the light,
When first the Dawn comes robed in vestured cool
Of fragrant, shimmering white!—
More wonderful and strange
Than moonrise, which doth change
Dullness to glory—
Yea, with a touch transforms the mountains hoary,
And fills the darklingrills with living silver bright!

Not music when it wings
From the far azure where the skylark sings
Is wonderful as love!—
Not music when it wells
From the enchanted fairy-haunted dells
Where, shrined mid thorn and vine—
An ecstasy apart,
Drawn from the life-blood of a breaking heart—
The nightingale pours forth forever
The rapture and the pain that naught can sever,
Of love which mortal is, yet knows itself divine!