To love thee Year by Year by Emily Dickinson 434 To love thee Year by Year— May less appear Than sacrifice, and cease— However, dear, Forever might be short, I thought to show— And so I pieced it, with a flower, now. Tags: flowerlovelove poemlove poemslove poems for herlove poetrypoems about loveromantic poemsRate this poem: Report SPAM Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Report violation Log in or register to post comments