Sometimes love lasts a lifetime. What a beautiful thought that is. I was lucky enough to photograph these two young lovebirds with their family this summer in Hyannisport. While I was taking their portrait I noticed that their hands were intertwined so beautifully, like they obviously had been countless times before, and I knew that their whole story could be told through that photo.
Thought maybe just because it’s Valentine’s Day I should add a poem.
by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight For the ends of Being and ideal Grace. I love thee to the level of everyday's Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely, as men strive for Right; I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise. I love thee with the passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith. I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints,--I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life!--and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.