A Wedding In Autumn's Woodland Chapel
The fall has remnants of the summer, but the day's not hot,
and all of our beloved are gathered in a woodland spot.
Bearing their good wishes, they have walked the pathway to
this autumnal chapel where I'll make my walk to you!
Around us, in our wedding colors - fall's most splendid hues -
is a bright mélange of flora with a sprinkling of chartreuse.
The tallest oak here is the steeple, reaching to the sky;
its leafy limbs have framed an arbor made to beautify!
Your eyes are dancing, and you wear a sweet, cute pumpkin grin
as I approach, adorned in flowing satin, argentine.
Our union, blessed like nature dressed in hues of harmony,
is sealed with loving kisses under a vermilion tree.
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011
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