I guess you could call this love poem a short tribute to my deceased wife. A Love Poem for My Late Wife My beloved wife,You’re the love of my life.Now that you're gone,Your sweet memory lives on. Thoughts of you light my way,Brightening each day.We'll never really part;You’re...
Things only go downhill from there with unhappiness plaguing the family. She gives birth to two disabled sons, and the husband eventually kills his wife and then himself. " O what's the gain, my worthy Sir, In stopping the banns to-day! Your son declares he'll marry her If a ...
Mom will be lonelier now, without her husband and friend of 65 years. She will not hear him say as she sidles past his hospital bed, “You’re just the most wonderful wife, Lucille. I love you. We’ve been married 62 years. When you walk by, I’ll give you a hug.” I will ...
that he protests the marriage in church when the “banns” are read. He suffers a heart attack on the spot and dies. Things only go downhill from there with unhappiness plaguing the family. She gives birth to two disabled sons, and the husband eventually kills his wife and then himself....
From this poem, one can perceive that Wang Wei was a very passionate and romantic person. Unfortunately, at age 32, his wife passed away and he never remarried. It seems that Wang Wei was not just affectionate, but also only had one heart to give!
MYANMAR POET DEAD AFTER BEING TAKEN FOR INTERROGATION, WITH ORGANS 'TAKEN OUT' OF HIS BODY, HIS WIFE CLAIMS The wife of poet Khet Thi told the BBC Burmese language outlet that her husband never returned after soldiers and law enforcement officials took them both for questioning Saturday, accor...
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To My Dear and Loving Husband If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were lov’d 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, ...
Ah, if thou issueless shalt hap to die, The world will wail thee like a makeless wife, The world will be thy widow and still weep, That thou no form of thee hast left behind, When every private widow well may keep, By children's eyes, her husband's shape in mind: Look what an...
They spent a month each Christmas with their maternal aunt Georgiana ("Georgy"), and her husband at their house, "The Grange" in Fulham, London, which Kipling was to call "a paradise which I verily believe saved me." In the spring of 1877, Alice returned from India and removed the ...