The Heart of Love

Prayers, Poetry, Divine Inspiration by Gail Swanson


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The Vow

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for richer for poorer

in sickness and in health

I think the priest

should have screamed that part

and then we should have screamed

for what was to come

for us both

but we went smiling

down the aisle

and into our uncertain future

full of hope….

 it feels as though we have lived many lives

each chapter a different life

some so beautiful it was like a dream

some so heartbreaking we barely survived

 if we could travel back

the babies would be

our finest hour

beautiful round faces

and fat little thighs

eyes of wisdom

saving angels

 but now the house is still

as we sit across the table

with not a single distraction

in the quiet of the room

as we turn to one another

no strangers do we see

just the boy and just the girl

who made a young sweet promise

on a long ago perfect day in May

 little did we know

that the beauty of the vow

would be a gift from heaven

of a love that knows no bounds