Poet: Mari Nicholas-Haining
Because to the depths of me, I long to love one person,
With all my heart, my soul, my mind, my body...
Because I need a forever friend to trust with the intimacies of me,
Who won't hold them against me,
Who loves me when I'm unlikable,
Who sees the small child in me, and
Who looks for the divine potential of me...
Because I need to cuddle in the warmth of the night
With someone who thanks God for me,
With someone I feel blessed to hold...
Because marriage means opportunity
To grow in love in friendship...
Because marriage is a discipline
To be added to a list of achievements...
Because marriages do not fail, people fail
When they enter into marriage
Expecting another to make them whole...
Because, knowing this,
I promise myself to take full responsibility
For my spiritual, mental and physical wholeness
I create me, I take half of the responsibility for my marriage
Together we create our marriage...
Because of this understanding
The possibilities are limitless.
Poet: D. Florence McCarthy
Purest, and best, and brightest, no mishap,
No chance or change, can break our mutual ties;
My heart lies spread before thee like a map;
Here roll the tides, and there the mountains rise;
Here dangers frown, and there hope's streamlet flies.
And golden promontories cleave the main:
And I have look'd into thy lustrous eyes.
And saw the thought thou couldst not all restrain,
A sweet soft sympathetic pity for my pain.
Dearest and best, I dedicate to thee.
From this hour forth, my hopes, my dreams, my cares,
All that I am, and all I e'er may be, -
Youth's clustering locks, and age's thin white hairs.
Thou by my side, fair vision, unawares -
Sweet saint! - shalt guard me as with angel's wings;
To thee shall rise the morning's hopeful prayers.
The evening hymns, the thoughts that mid-night brings
The worship that like fire out of the warm heart springs.
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Poet: C. A. Lynch
In your presence, my heart finds peace and light,
Your love shines in the darkest of night.
Thoughtful gestures fill each day anew,
Grateful for a husband as kind as you.
Through life's trials, our bond remains strong,
In your arms, where I belong.
Poet: Unknown
A word of thine! how hath it dwelt
Like music in my heart;
A look! how oft my soul hath knelt,
And worshipped it apart.
My spirit like a mirror seems,
That still, where'er I be,
In happy thoughts, or happier dreams,
Reflect but only thee!
My love.
Reflects but only thee!
I marvel what my life had been
If thee I ne'er had known,
Thy form, thy goodness never seen,
Nor heard thy lips' dear tone;
It seems as if my heart were born
Thy shrine alone to be;
For every pulse, from eve to morn,
Still beats for only thee!
My love,
Still beats for only thee!
Poet: E. B. Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways,
I love thee to the depth, and breadth, and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace:
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
1 love thee freely, as men strive for right
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seem'd to lose
With my lost saints: I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life I - and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
Poet: Unknown
Oh, I will love thee! when the glorious sun
Doth gently sink behind yon western hill.
When all the various works of man are done.
And every living thing is hush'd and still.
Oh, I will love thee! when the queen of night
Riseth serenely from behind the trees.
And poureth on the earth her silver light.
And gently sporteth on the midnight breeze.
Oh, I will love thee! when the vesper star
Shineth so brightly through the woody dell,
When nought doth see it here or from afar,
Save that sad lonely bird, sweet Philomel!
Oh, I will love thee! when grey morning dawns
In rich refulgence thro' the bosom'd grove.
And the bright dewdrops glisten on the lawn.
And tempt the humble labourer's feet to rove.
Oh, I will love thee! when the howling blast
Of sorrow's gale around thy head shall swell;
When from thy heart thy peaceful thoughts are cast,
To thee I'll fondly whisper "All is well."
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Poet: Julie Hebert
You are the one and only,
One I care to see.
The one and only person,
The one who sets me free.
You are the one and only,
One I take his hand.
The one and only person,
Who I walk through rocks and sand.
You are the one and only,
The one who's true and pure.
The one and only person,
The one I know for sure.
