“The Raven” Edgar Allan Poe. Letter to my husbandπŸ’™

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten loreβ€”
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber doorβ€”
Only this and nothing more”

Happy Birthday Honey

I know this one

Of your favourites


My husband is perfectly suited to me cause he knows exactly why I love him just the way he reads Poetry