How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
A drift of snow can reach, when closing down the school
For the ends of classes and extreme boredom.
I love thee to the level of today’s
Most quiet need, by snow and television light.
I love thee freely, as I strive for laziness;
I love thee purely, as I marathon The Doctor.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my current state, and with my childhood’s delight.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my student’s brain, --- I love thee with the breath,
Songs, happy dances, of all my life! --- and, if Mother Nature choose,
I shall but love thee better tomorrow.