Marriage

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Hand in Hand
By Mary Wolf

Come walk with me down the path of life.
A young man said to his girl.
They were only tens and life was sublime.
Without a care to hinder their dreams.

She took his hand and giggled in glee.
As they started the path of unknown
Her confidence was great.
His Pride was as noble as he was.

The journey left nothing to b desired.
With her hand in his, the years drifted by.
Soon a family joined their bliss.
They shared joy and pain with a kiss.

Now middle age, the children are grown,
As they set on the porch satisfied.
Still holding her hand, he points to the stars,
They’re as bright as you eyes glistening.

Life’s journey held many things in its path.
The commitment was tested with time.
It brought sickness, some wars, answered prayers,
That was building a love only trust can endure.

Walk down the path of retirement with me.
Life is so short, will you come?
She squeezed his hand tight and smiled
As she laughed, in answer to this plea, he had given.

Where else would I possible want to go,
When our journey is finally beginning to slow?
It’s just like old times. As far as I know,
I can still see our dreams of old.

Tell me again of that dream that you had,
When your was a girl and I just a lad.
Did our journey fulfill all the goals in your mind?
With a smile, she replied what he’d comprehend.

My dream was achieved over and over again,
For the one that I dreamed, was small and complete.
Just to walk by your side, through the journey of life
Meeting years along the way hand in hand.

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