The Value Of Your Love Poem by Steven Rodgers

I know the value of your heart,
In temperance love thy past is known,  
For yours is built in years of pain,
In trepidation thine was sown. 
I know the value of your tears,
Each of each in toil grown,
For yours is built in years of joy,
Gone in strife of wisdom own. 
I know the value of your laugh,
True in dreary hours be,
For yours is built in years of woe,
From homes and hopes untimely free. 
And so I dream to make untrue,
The memories of past defeat,
For yours is built in years of love,
Unsound the horn of cruel retreat