Author Annie Fields In the strength of the endeavor,In the temper of the giver,In the loving of the lover, Lies the hidden recompense.In the sowing of the sower,In the fleeting of the flower,In the fading of each hour, Lurks eternal recompense. Tags love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments