Tag Archives: #love

The Collared Dove(s)

The collared dove

spoke of love,

as one who’s been there before;

another dove did listen,

and did surely the first adore.


Soon, the two, did bill and coo,

and those they were their names,

they loved each other dearly,

and played their loving games.

The Daffodil

The daffodil looked at the sky above,

And said, ‘Beautiful sky,

I think I’m in love;

I know that you are larger than me,

but, let not size be a barrier

to our amouricity.’

The sky above us

The sky above us,

doesn’t always love us;

or perhaps it doesn’t know

that we exist.


Numbers unknown,

soon to be,

shall we fall in love

with twenty twenty-three?

Love is Life

Love is Life

Life is Love

Is Love Life?

Is Life Love?

? Love Life is

Life Love ? is

And then I jumble up the letters…

¿voLe fiLe sì?

With You

With you

by my side

there is no need to hide

my feelings for you

are true

and I

have a life

in Cornwall

with you.

With you

in my life

(now, as my wife)

I am certain and sure

that I, you, my, your,


lives are complete,

mine, spending

my time


and seeing

the future

with you.

With you

is all I want to be,

to be with you.

I’ve never been the same (since I met you)

I’ve never been the same since I met you,

and when I met you, I knew,

I knew that I would never forget you,

and my feelings have grown stronger

for you,

for you have taken my heart;

and when we’re apart

I know it’s in safe hands with you.

Do I love you?

Yes, I do.

And I do ,

yes I do,

oh, I do

yes, I do.

Love is a four-letter word

Love is a four-letter word

Love is a four-letter word,

though It’s not the worst that I’ve heard;

some of the other four-letter words, they’re no so nice,

they’re bland and boring, set me snoring, are similar to wood, and just like rice.

Just like rice

Just like rice

they are bland and boring

just like R.I.C.E. Rice.

I met a man from China

I made him lovely food,

he said my fayre was awful

I thought that that was rude;

I told him he was ungrateful

I think I told him twice;

he just looked at me,

and said ‘I just like rice.’

Just like rice,

Just like rice;

that little man

looked up to me

and told me

he liked R.I.C.E. Rice.

“What is Love?”

“What is Love?”


‘What is love?’

asked Howard Jones in 1983.


‘Love’ is a four-letter word.

It’s also an anagram of ‘vole’.

What more do you need to know?

“I wanna know what love is!”

sang the group Foreigner in 1984 (and many times since).

There are many, many songs about love,

There are not that many songs about voles. The only one I can think of is ABBA’s ‘Vole est vous’ – Which doesn’t translate to anything sensible in ‘any’ language.

Love is… was the phrase that started off many memorable quotes from the cartoons published in the 1970s that are still syndicated to this very day.

‘Love is… never having to say you’re sorry.’

Being one of the most popular – from approximately the time that the film ‘Love Story’ was released.

Love is Like Oxygen.

Love Hurts.

Love in an Elevator.

Love is the Drug.

Love Potion No. 9.

Love Shack.

Love Me Do.

All you need is…

a vole?

And so on.

To my love at Christmas.

To my love at Christmas.

I love you at this time of year

as I do at all other times of the year;

as my love increases

I love you more each day;

and, as each day goes,

I am glad that you and I

are here, together

holding each other