Today we celebrate the joining of paths,
beneath a sky of dreams, in moments that last.
In the old gramophone, a memory plays,
melodies of love weave our efforts in rays.

In the kitchen, the scent of fresh bread,
echoes of laughter that calm as they spread.
Each sip of coffee brings old songs to mind,
flavors that resonate, our hearts intertwined.

Yet there are things that the soul tends to miss,
in a sea of screens, where...