My daughter and her husband met at a dance-
You danced
into each other’s lives
with a holding of hands
and a marriage of eyes;
two separate people
moving as one
discovering the beauty
of what you’d become.
Romance would blossom
as flowers in the spring,
commitment would follow
with vows and a ring,
entwining together
as closer you’re drawn
may
your hearts move in union
to God’s loving song.
April 26, 2014
s.f.g.
