How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways – Elizabeth Barrett Browning
I love thee as the African sun shines;
in the morning wakefulness.
I love thee as the birds of air;
Fly and sing glorious tunes.
I love thee as a summer’s day;
as the hot, scotching sun shines.
I love thee as the wind blows;
The trees sway and dance
For show that Our Father Reigns.
I love thee as flowers bloom;
In beauty and colour,
pink, red, white and blue as the skies.
I love thee as trees grow;
Tall and wide, from roots below
earth to the highest of leaves.
I love thee as a mother loves;
Patiently, quietly, courageously,
Tearfully, generously, wholehearted,
Always and always and never ceases.
How I love thee...