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
The Heart of Love 