Dr.Wierwille's "poem" to Dorthea

This is probably a strange request and some may find it over the top but work with me.

 

Does anyone have a copy of the poem Dr. Wierwille presented or said to Mrs. Wierwille at the end of CF&S???  I always expected someone would have kept it.  I'd like a copy if I could get it.  I still remember all the girls in the class tearing up and weeping at the end of that class and I was humored by the effect of it.  Even more, I wish I had written it.

 

 

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  • Thanks, John,

    It was a great poem and demonstrated the harmony between them.  I often thought that it had to be rehearsed or else Mrs. Wierwille would have been teary eyed at the end.  She wasn't.  Yet every woman in the class was reaching for a tissue.  In one class, the instructor brought a box to the front of the room after the class.  It was funny and cute at the same time.

     

    Thanks!

  • It's not over the top at all Ric. Its a beautiful poem written by the mysterious Roy Croft, first published in 1952. I like the full version in its original.

    http://myhomeoflove.tripod.com/lovepoems/l/lovebyroycroft.html

    I made a copy if anyone wants to download it: http://www.richeson.org/john/WayCorpsSite/Documents/LovebyRoyCroft.pdf

  • Thanks Michael!!!

  • Honey,

     

    I love you--not only for what you are,

    but for what I am when I am with you.

     

    I love you--not only for what you have made of yourself,

    But for what you are making of me.

     

    I love you for the beauty of me that you bring out.

     

    I love you for putting your hand into my heaped up heart--

    And passing over all the foolish and weak things in my

    life that you can't help; dimly even seeing them.

     

    And for drawing out all the beautiful belonging

    that no one else had looked quit far enough to find.

     

    I love you because you are helping me

    to make of the raw material of my life a melody to others.

     

    But with you, a song with two-part harmony.

    I love you.

     

     

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