Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering lark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.
Sonnet 116,
William Shakespeare
I love this sonnet. We included it at the bottom of our wedding program….beautiful. Have a lovely day with your husband, Kristin!
How sweet that you had it included in your program. I love that! I’m so glad to hear that your hubby came out of surgery well. Praying for a quick recovery… Have a great weekend Kate – I’m sure you’re being a fabulous nurse
Shakespeare always says it best. Happy Valentine’s Day! Hope you have a lovely (and love-filled!) day.
Too right you are Meg
. Thank you so much, I hope your Valentine’s Day was a good one!
Beautiful…. you guys are the sweetest.
Aw, shucks
love this! Happy Valentine’s Day.
Thank you Sarah! Happy Valentine’s Day to you too!!! Hope it was a good one
. Do anything special?
That’s one of my favorite sonnets.
And I always, always read it “ever-fix-ed.” Three syllables. Do you?
It’s one of mine too Richella
– and OF COURSE I always say “fix-ed” when I read it, even in my mind! Ha! 
Happy Thursday my friend! Which reminds me… I should come link up to your party!