Poems About: HUSBAND
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Eliza, what fools are the Mussulman sect,
Who to woman deny the soul's future existence!
Could they see thee, Eliza, they'd own their defect,
And this doctrine would meet with a general resistance. read more »George Gordon Lord Byron
I'm a very average person,
and I think most people are.
I vote with the common man.
I have two kids, a boy and a girl. read more »David Lehman
339.My Husband, My Lover, My Forever
The light envelops your body
in a blanket of playful shadows
illuminated by the flickering
dance of the candles' glow. read more »Sandra Finch
340.Mrs. George Reece
To this generation I would say:
Memorize some bit of verse of truth or beauty.
It may serve a turn in your life.
My husband had nothing to do read more »Edgar Lee Masters
Silent before the jury,
Returning no word to the judge when he asked me
If I had aught to say against the sentence,
Only shaking my head. read more »Edgar Lee Masters
342.To A Husband
This is to the crown and blessing of my life,
The much loved husband of a happy wife;
To him whose constant passion found the art
To win a stubborn and ungrateful heart, read more »Anne Kingsmill Finch
Have you seen walking through the village
A man with downcast eyes and haggard face?
That is my husband who, by secret cruelty
never to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty; read more »Edgar Lee Masters
344.The Faithful Husband
The faithful husband loves as the Christ
The wife he has been given;
He must be as Yeshua to her
And make her life as heaven. read more »Richard Merrell
God is unseen partner,
in every relationship;
between husband and wife,
even as God's Holy read more »Rev. Lawrence London
There’s drama in everyone life
Everyone bring around a little baggage with them
The husband and the wife
Probably complaining about someone they don’t really like read more »Margo Reid
A beautiful lady
Tight corset and all
Green velveteen dresses read more »Amanda Tambacas
348.Sea War's Widow
The sea sleeps with silent battles,
Such force met with the waiting widow.
Her smile as slow as the tides, rising.
She tunes her patience with stormy petrel songs read more »Masiela Lusha