How do I love thee, let me count the ways
Your quiet smile, your gentle love
The sensitivity you feel towards my needs.
Your words of love that make me feel
More beautiful than I could ever be.
Your thoughtful look when you perceive.
More than the words I try to say.
Your open heart that speaks to God
As to One close and very dear.
Yours eyes so blue, whose depths can’t hide
The pain you’ve felt, the joy you feel.
A thousand ways I love you now,
I’ll pray to love you more each day,
Till I can be the wife you need,
Or God leads in some other way.
( A poem to Larry before we were married. Published in Quiet Reflections 2011)
Humbly, I come, no agenda in hand,
My life map is blank, it is laid out in sand.
I thought it was following one path for sure,
But it changed, and became somehow quite obscure
I tried to become what I thought I should be,
As a wife and a mother, somehow I lost me,
Divorce, then remarriage, brought love so sublime
Which changed when God took him, in His blessed time.
Alone, I now travel, no companion I see.
If God brings me someone, accepting I’d be
But, as He’s forming me, more careful I am,
Only godliness, characterizes this kind of man.
Not good looks or charm, but honest and kind,
A genuine follower of Christ would I find.
If no one is chosen, my companion to be,
I’m content with my life, being Jesus and me.