Tuesday, July 14, 2009

For Darryl

How Do I Love Thee?
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 candle-light.
I 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 seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

-- Elizabeth Barrett Browning


Cali and Travis said...

EEW! Parents being MUSHY! "Gag me wif a 'poon!" to quote Adrianna.

Darryl and Cindy Cunningham said...

Yeah... Well, you'll just have to deal with it. It is better than parents fighting and arguing all the time! :p

Elisabeth Benge said...

I love the mushiness, I never hear it from any other parental figures, and I hope that I'm half as mushy if and when I hit 33 yrs happily married! Congratulations!