I found this poem I'd copied into a battered old notebook I've had since my freshman year in high school. It's still a favorite and perfect for Valentine's Day. I'm still in love with love. For all my wonderful friends here in Blog land!!!! xoxo ~Marion
LOVE
By Roy Croft
I love you not only for what you are,
But for what I am when I am with you.
I love you, not only for what
You have made of yourself,
But for what you are making of me.
I love you for the part of me that you bring out;
I love you for putting your hand
Into my heaped-up heart and passing over
All the foolish, weak things that you can't help
Dimly seeing there,
And for drawing out into the light
All the beautiful belongings that no one else had looked
Quite far enough to find
I love you because you are helping me to make
Of the lumber of my life not a tavern
But a temple.
Out of the works of my every day
Not a reproach but a song.
I love you because you have done
more than any creed could have done
to make me good.
And more than any fate could have done
to make me happy.
You have done it without a touch,
Without a word, without a sign.
You have done it
by being yourself.
Perhaps that is what
Being a friend means,
After all.
