Arthur Conan Doyle, 'December's Snow'

[med_cat]

December's SnowThe bloom is on the May once more

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[lindahoyland]

What a touching poem!

[med_cat]

Pleased you found it so :)

[acelightning]

This is the only possible response:

John Anderson, My Jo (explanations of Scots dialect words at the site)
by Robert Burns

John Anderson, my jo, John,
When we were first acquent;
Your locks were like the raven,
Your bonie brow was brent;
But now your brow is beld, John,
Your locks are like the snaw;
But blessings on your frosty pow,
John Anderson, my jo.

John Anderson, my jo, John,
We clamb the hill thegither;
And mony a cantie day, John,
We've had wi' ane anither:
Now we maun totter down, John,
And hand in hand we'll go,
And sleep thegither at the foot,
John Anderson, my jo.

[med_cat]

Ah yes, that one is one I'd always liked ;)

Have you seen Phyllis McGinley's parody of it?

[acelightning]

Yes, I have. But it's a little more cynical than my own marriage of almost 44 years. Yes, my husband and I have long since rounded off most of our sharp edges. But people still say, "Why are the two of you even together in the first place? You seem so different from each other!" To which my perfectly truthful reply is, "It's our differences that keep us together."

[med_cat]

Well, hers is tongue in cheek...;)

And yes, as long as one agrees on the major principles and major issues...;)