There stands, my Love-
Waiting patiently at the end of the aisle.
Love shimmers from his golden orbs,
Similar to my adorned golden jewels.

Joy fills the air,
Announcing that the bride is here.
Walking down the long red carpet,
I count the hours that we have been parted.

My feet will me to move in a haste,
But my mind reminds me of grace.
Slowly striding I scan the view,
The crowds are standing and...