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TO MARRY OR NOT TO MARRY

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DIZZI

DIZZI Report 15 Oct 2009 06:59

Mother says, "Be in no hurry,
Marriage oft means care and worry."

Auntie says, with manner grave,
"Wife is synonym for slave."

Father asks, in tones commanding,
"How does Bradstreet rate his standing?"

Sister crooning to her twins,
Sighs, "With marriage care begins."

Grandma, near life's closing days,
Murmurs, "Sweet are girlhood's ways."

Maud, twice widowed ("sod and grass")
Looks at me and moans "Alas!"

They are six, and I am one,
Life for me has just begun.

They are older, calmer, wiser:
Age should aye be youth's adviser.

They must know--and yet, dear me,
When in Harry's eyes I see

All the world of love there burning -
On my six advisers turning,

I make answer, "Oh, but Harry
Is not like most men who marry.

"Fate has offered me a prize,
Life with love means Paradise.

"Life without it is not worth
All the foolish joys of earth."

So, in spite of all they say,
I shall name the wedding day.




[The end]
Ella Wheeler Wilcox's poem: To Marry Or Not To Marry? - A Girl's Reverie


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Susan10146857

Susan10146857 Report 15 Oct 2009 07:48

...I wonder what her next poem was after she had married for a few years lol

DIZZI

DIZZI Report 15 Oct 2009 07:59

I know not what the future may hold,
Or how to others it seems,
But I know my skies have held more gold
Than I used to find in my dreams.

Though the whole world sings of hopes death chilled,
In grateful truth I say,
That my best hopes have been fulfilled,
And more than fulfilled to-day.

Though oft my arrow I aim at the sun
To see it fall into the sand,
Yet just as often some work I have done
Is better than I have planned.

I do not always grasp the pleasure
For which I reach, maybe;
But quite as frequently over-measure
Is given by joy to me.

To-morrow may bring a grief behind it
That will thoroughly change my mood;
But we only can speak of a thing as we find it--
And I have found life good.




[The end]
Ella Wheeler Wilcox's poem: Worth Living


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Susan10146857

Susan10146857 Report 15 Oct 2009 10:23

I like that one

must look her up and see what else she has written.

Thanks for sharing :-)