Wedding Day (Eighhteen Years Later)

For my wife, whom I love...

I remember the storms on our wedding day.
Strong winds blew down trees, foreshadowed
The tempests to come; and when I say
Storms blew through our home, I mean they tornadoed
Into the depths of our lives, stripped away
The flotsam of life, leaving only ourselves,
Our love, and our commitment to each other.

Now, when I see you, your smile is more bright,
Having withstood the winds most don't bother
To endure, shaking off the rain, warming the light
Frost beginning to encase my heart.
And these endure, that your stolid grace
Saved my weary spirit, left me in place
Buoyed by your love, captivated, speechless.

Author's Note

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