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
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