Wish For A Young Wife My lizard, my lively writher May your limbs never wither May the eyes in your face Survive the green ice Of envy's mean gaze; … - Theodore Roethke

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Wish For A Young Wife

My lizard, my lively writher
May your limbs never wither
May the eyes in your face
Survive the green ice
Of envy's mean gaze;

May you live out your life
Without hate, without grief,
And your hair ever blaze,
In the sun, in the sun,
When I am undone,
When I am no one.