On that day

the morning dawned

dark and heavy.

But you said,

“We will make

the sunshine.”

 

And as the sky opened

and water descended

one hundred umbrellas

rose like butterflies

heralding our arrival.

 

We leaped like deer

towards our destiny

under a canopy

woven with mother’s love,

held aloft by blood ties.

 

We sat on our dais

receiving blessings

from all our gods

and all our people.

 

A wedding sprite

sat blithely atop

my left shoulder

and beamed.

 

With fire, chants

and circling women dance

we filled our cups

with a lifetimes’

rationing of joy.

 

On this day

seven years closer,

two children richer,

one family stronger,

let us take

another draught.

 

For this day,

my love

is always ours.