One Year Older
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer:
That’s what I sal awlus say.
Draw thy chair a little nearer,
Put yon stockin’s reight away.
Thou hast done enough i’ thy time,
Tewed i’ t’ house an’ wrowt at loom;
Just for once thou mun sit idle,
Feet on t’ hear’stone, fingers toom.[1]
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer:
So I promised when we wed.
Then thy een were glest’rin’ clearer
Nor the stars aboon us spread.
If they’re dimmer now, they’re tend’rer,
An’ yon wrinkles on thy face
Tell a lesson true as t’ Bible,
Speik o’ charity an’ grace.
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer:
We’ve supped sorrow, tasted joy,
But our love has grown sincerer,
Gethered strength nowt can destroy.
Love is like an oak i’ t’ forest,
Ivery yeer it adds a ring;
Love is like yon ivin tendrils,
Ivery day they closer cling.
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer:
Time’s the shuttle, life’s the yarn.
Have thy crosses seemed severer
’Cause thou niver had a barn?
Mebbe I sud not have loved thee
Hauf so weel, if I mud share
All our secret thowts wi’ childer,
Twinin’ round my owd arm-chair.
One yeer owder, one yeer dearer:
’Tis our gowden weddin’ day.
There sal coom no gaumless fleerer
To break in upon our play.
Look, I’ve stecked[2] wer door and window
Let me lap thee i’ my arms;
Hushed to-neet be ivery murmur,
While my kiss thy pale face warms.
[1] Empty.
[2] Latched.