Saturday, December 3, 2016

Niagara Sonnet Twenty-Nine

If I have loved you in a thousand ways
I have lit a thousand candles for you,
I have made a fire and cooked a beef stew.
My heart is sincere, my mind never strays:
I would but give a thousand gifts that morn,
if my life held you in one thousand wings,
if I gave away a half-dozen things,
my sentimental songs you would not scorn.
One thousand carollers stood at your door,
there was no unserved guest, no unmet need,
before your home of hospitality,
and each one ringing louder than before.
I’ll laugh again before my life is through,
because you have loved me and I’ve loved you.

Emily Isaacson