Throw Tradition To the Wind
The greatest day wasn't when
I threw caution (and tradition)
to the wind
And asked for your matrimony
From an 8,000 mile journey.
It began with the first glimpse
into those eyes of mahogany
I knew from that moment
We were meant for eternity.
O- my muse,
We are of the blessed few
Who find each other time and again
Ageless
Lifetime to lifetime-
Our love will perpetually remain.
A. Green
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