anniversary

It was a hot day the 18 of august
when we gathered our friends
of which some were relatives
and some soon to become.

They came, some from afar
to witness and share
the joy of the day when
vows and promises of love were made

they stood there in the heat
to see the priest giving his blessings
to a bride dressed in white
to a groom dressed in green

and to their children to come.
and they heard his advice
on patience and trust that a reward will come
for the good you'll have done

we eat and talked and drank wine
then danced in the hot summer night
with dear people we had not seen in years
and with those we always held close

I framed in words to remember
the picture of the dear day
we celebrated love with loved
ones gathered in a bouquet like flowers.