I have always been a big romantic at heart. From my earliest college days when I would go out on dates I would always bring flowers for my ladies. I was never one, however, to read poetry. When the courtship started with my wife her attitude was "flowers are nice, but if you're really interested in me then read poetry with me". So was set in motion a precedent throughout our marriage that she would recite poetry to me from this book. Thus, it was in her final months of brain cancer, when she could not speak or feed herself, that myself and my mother would sit at her bedside and read to her from this book (that has her inscription, in her own writing, in it from 1974). If you're in love with someone, buy this book.