A time when we struck a chord that was perfect in pitch and time.
A note so lovely that the angels cried
Awestruck by the love that it carried so pure and undefiled
The spring birds bowed their heads in sorrow, for they could not sing it.
Their hearts burst in wanting to.
The trees and flowers all bloomed at once in responce.
The sun shined brighter to warm the rain as it fell.
A double rainbow crowned the earth with colors so rich one could taste them like
To say the earth moved would be a romantic lie, for the earth did not meerly move,
it grew and increased two fold in love.
It was not the times our daughters were born.
It was when we stood face to face awestruck looking into eachothers eyes as we
said I do.