A Great Poet

Three words I know, when you are near,

Three words, and that is all, my dear;

Three little words, of small degree,

But O, they mean so much to me, –

     Three little words, “I love you”.

When you’re away from day to day,

I think of much that I can say;

And swear I’ll prove the love to you

That fills my being through and though

     I’ll say more than, “I love you”.

But when your wondrous face I see

And feel your eyes of witchery,

My heart is full, my lips are weak,

And I can only softly speak

     Three little words, “I love you”. 

             

                                           

May 9, 1903