Wedding Sonnet

She glances round the room with happy grace.

A pleasure she has longed and waited for,

she turns and looks into her husband’s face.

His boyish smile widens even more.

It seemed he never would be standing here

with her beside him hand enclosed in hand.

The agony of waiting still so near

but gone. More perfect than he could have planned.

She looks across the room to find her Dad,

who meets her eye, and nods his head. He knows

what she is thinking, and he too is glad.

She beams a smile back to him that glows.

Some storms descend, then lift, in grace to prove

that ev’ry perfect gift comes from above.

 

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