Love Valentine Poem | An Ode to My Wife, a poem

////Love Valentine Poem | An Ode to My Wife, a poem

Love Valentine Poem | An Ode to My Wife, a poem

An Ode to My Wife is the perfect love poem for a husband to give to his wife on Valentine’s Day or an anniversary.
The following poem is a sentimental, romantic love poem from a husband of many years to his wife. I can appreciate this love poem, especially since I have been married to the same man for over 38 years. If my husband gave this love poem to me on Valentine’s Day or our anniversary, it would truly bring sentimental tears of love and joy.

An Ode to My Wife

If I could just turn back the time
To when I heard you say,
That I could be your shining prince
And all the dragons slay,
I’d build a castle on the hill
So all the world could see,
The lovely princess that I chose,
To live and die with me.

If I could just turn back the time
And start my life anew,
I’d plant some roses near the paths
That I have led you through:
There’d be no thorns to pierce your heart,
No tears to dim your eyes,
I’d leave no stones to bruise your feet,
there’d be no sad goodbyes.

But Father Time will not turn back
The hours that passed away.
I can’t remove the thorns and rocks
From all those past gone days;
I cannot live my life again
But dragons I would slay,
If I could be your shining prince
For only one more day.

Author: Anonymous

2017-09-07T00:05:51+00:00By |Categories: Valentine's Day Poems|Tags: , |2 Comments

About the Author:

Jersey Shore Grandmother of 5 great kids, retired special ed high school teacher, married since 1972 to Poppy...loves spoiling the grands, crocheting for whomever I can and charities, reading, crafts, outdoors, blogging...and retirement.


  1. Susan Adcox 2011/01/13 at 8:16 pm

    Here’s a poem that I like for Valentine’s Day. Amy Lowell probably wrote it for her female love. But I appreciate the sentiment:

    A Decade

    When you came, you were like red wine and honey,
    And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
    Now you are like morning bread,
    Smooth and pleasant.
    I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour,
    But I am completely nourished.

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