Wedding Day; by Anonymous
Now comes the knitting, the tying, the entwining into one,
Mysterious involvement of two, whole separate people
Into something altogether strange and changing and lovely.
Nothing can ever be, we will never be the same again;
Not merged into each other irrevocably but rather
From now on we go the same way; in the same direction;
Agreeing not to leave each other lonely, or discouraged or behind,
I will do my best to keep my promises to you and keep you warm;
And we will make our wide bed beneath the bright and ragged quilt
Of all the yesterdays that make us who we are,
The strengths and frailties we bring to this marriage,
And we will be rich indeed.
3 comments:
gee, i thought the next entry would be words read by the Pastor from Buffalo, found by Bill, written by his grandfather, the Rev. Albert G. Schofer,,,there are lots of family who would be proud to read those....wish they could have been there to hear them and get the chills like the rest of us........really enjoying others pictures......
Well, perhaps if you are patient that will be the next recap post, eh? :P
nope, close though
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