Wedding Poem

After several years of co-inhabiting, my boyfriend and I decided to bite the bullet and marry, legally. We had a Garden Wedding in our backyard. In another Post, I'll show photos taken that day. The day was ideal until my old friend, Mother Nature, decided to remind me that she was still the boss of weather. She did allow for the ceremony and most of the reception to be rain-free. In any event, the event was sweet with many of our guests who braved the shower and enjoyed the food and drink. 

The poem below is the toast I wrote to my husband. Cheers!!!!!

Vintage Love

by B.D. Adams

There once was a woman from Ohio,

   who decided to go on the road.

Needed a change of scenery,

    for any change she was so ready.

She needed a change in her being,

   A new island for her waning energy.

So, the woman from Ohio soared freely

   to New Hampshire, quite happy.

Trees of beauty, trees that would sway

   with blue skies, mountains and lakes.

Of artists and writers – on a very realistic stage.

    Ahhh … the place for patient old age!

Then with no intention, she met at a life’s

   corner, a fellow who was as blithe.

Her time became entwined with his;

   both sought their idea of bliss,

They laughed, dined and learned that time

   can go forward to joyful days, as in rhyme.

On this warm, balmy day, the couple had eyes

    of passion, with some joyful tears to arise.

Today they went to their islands of change,

    with hearts of truth, in the neared era of age.

To follow their oath, with the song of a dove,

   To live happily in vintage love!

First, there were none,

Then there were two,

Now there is one ---

Both me and you.