Poem to the wife by Ellen DO NOT THROW HIM AWAYWITH THE FLIP OF A PAGE I WILL TAKE HIS PLAY IN A GOLDEN AGE ON THAT GOLDEN STAGE AND I WILL BED HIM DO NOT THROW HIM AWAY THE BEST PART OF HIM I WILL STEAL TODAY IN A GOLDEN AGE ON A GOLDEN STAGE AND I WILL BED HIM DO NOT THROW HIM AWAY TOSSED INTO THE WIND I WILL FLY WITH HIM IN A GOLDEN AGE ON A GOLDEN STAGE AND I WILL BED HIM Back to Poetry Index