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The two walk down the aisle,
......each with dreams of hope
......with a future untold.
Will contentment and joy be
......an ongoing companion
......or a fickle stranger?
The children, how many or none?
Their union, satisfying or left wanting?
Money, enough or not?
All questions left to be lived.
But today, there are dreams of hope.
Comments: Being February, there should be at least one love poem, at least somewhat of one. For most, marriage is entered into with the belief that it is "until death do us part." Regrettably, that is often not the case. Thus, as I watched a couple walk down the aisle, the above thoughts went through my mind. However, being an optimist and not wanting to put a damper on my feelings at that moment, I rejoiced in the "hope" that each brought to the ceremony.
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