An Outdoor Wedding

When someone plans a wedding And the venue’s out of doors, There most often is a back-up Just in case it rains or pours. If there’s not, it’s rather daring, Like a gauntlet has been thrown; Will the gods take up the challenge Or leave well enough alone? So the wedding I attended, In the evening, on a roof, Was a testament to chutzpah And the party was the proof. Though a rainy week preceded, It was glorious and dry, With a breeze to stir the senses And a sunset in the sky. As we watched the glowing couple, Filled with love we all could see, We just shook our heads and marveled At the absence of Plan B. Mother Nature gave her blessing So we danced and dripped with sweat, Feeling giddy with relief That we weren’t soaking wet!