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Day Life Began

Into the cathedral she came:
Veiled face
White lace

Looking at me:
Down aisle
I smile

My heart, in awe of what is to be:
Soars miles
She smiles

At the altar I stood and soon:
My bride
Beside

At the right time I:
Lift veil
See grail

She is a sight to behold:
Eyes gaze
Joy haze

With vows exchanged, our lives:
Entwine
Cloud nine

That day I had all I wanted and needed:
New life
With wife

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Joanna Daniel Date: 10/23/2016 10:29:00 AM Wow, nicely penned, Richard:) I have never tried out this form, but you have done a great job with yours:)and thank you for encouraging me:) Login to Reply

Jan Allison Date: 10/2/2016 6:00:00 PM what a delightful string of footles Richard - I love writing this form and have had great fun in the past creating a story like you have done:-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Richard Martins Date: 10/5/2016 1:57:00 AM Thank you Jan, it was a relatively easy story to tell given the memories :)