With laughter always on the darkest day,
She danced before the very face of dread,
Starry companion of my mortal way,
Pre-destined merrily to be my mate,
With eyes as calm, she met the eyes of Fate:
"For this it was that you and I were wed -
What else?" she smiled and said.
Fair-weather wives are any man's to find,
The pretty sisters of the butterfly,
Gay when the sun is out, and skies are kind;
The daughters of the rainbow all may win -
Pity their lovers when the sun goes in!
Her smiles are brightest 'neath the stormiest sky -
Thrice blest and all unworthy I!
To The Golden Wife
Richard Le Gallienne
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Poem topics: butterfly, fate, laughter, rainbow, sky, weather, face, pretty, Valentine's Day, sun, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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