When autumn leaves embrace the gentle breeze,
Two hearts converge, their paths at last entwined.
In golden years, love blossoms with such ease,
A second chance, unhurried and refined.
The laughter lines etched softly on your face,
Speak volumes of the journeys you have shared.
Yet now, together, in this sacred place,
A brighter future’s promise you’ve declared.
No youthful haste, but wisdom guides your way,
To cherish moments, simple and profound.
Each tender glance, a vow that will not stray,
With every step, new memories are found.
So hand in hand, before the world you stand,
Two souls united by love’s gentle hand.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Wrote this for friends of ours who are getting married on Saturday, they have been together for many, many years and are both in their eighties and have decided to get married.
- Category: special-occasion
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Comments4
Lovely writing )))
Thank you CD, much appreciated.
Andy
A fine write Gold. Yes, an 'aunt' in a church family got married for the first time two months before her 80th birthday! A fine write worthy to be read out. Will it be read out at the service?
Thank you Orchi. No idea if it will be read out.
Andy
A most beautiful write in most poetic form Andy I'm sure that it will honor the occasion. Nicely done
Thank you soren, much appreciated.
Andy
Always most welcome Andy
Not going to mention your sonneteering skills again - that just gets boring.
What are Gill And Gordon up to? Couldn't they find another excuse for a party?
Thank you Dave.
It was a surprise to us as well!
Andy
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