Hayden and Heather

Our hearts unfold, secrets reveal,

And we just now barely started

Trudging down the aisle of life,

Each (one) lonesome and half-hearted

(Hayden) “I wonder what she’s looking for”-

I ask myself, then ponder

(Heather) “Am I just another passing flower,

Like the ones the wind blew yonder?”

Two souls (soles) impassioned to be one,

Like leather sewn together

Still colored buff, but more mature,

Our hides (heads) not yet stained heather

The Lord indeed peered down on us

And viewing our incompleteness

(Heather) Sent me the force of your strong hands,

(Hayden) Made known to me your sweetness…

(Hayden) “Do I dare make the staggering move-

Once made, I can’t repent of?

And trade my life for a lovely lass?

My freedoms, no more scent of?”

(Heather) “Do I entrust my every care,

My hopes, my dreams, my pleasures

Into the arms of a dashing prince-

Who proclaimed I was his treasure?”

Too late to opine, it’s said and done-

The choice that we’d both longed for

Or ‘yea’ or ‘nay’? The first of the two…

Was the answer he sang a song for

Now that it’s done, any regrets?

No, none… still there is one thing that matters:

(Heather) “Years down the road…eons away…

Will my heart still pitter-patter?

Each day when you come home from work,

Every night we spend together

Will the spark that you ignited here—

Beam and glow in stormy weather?”

The response you (Hayden) give to: “Will we continue to live---

This dream, our eternal courtship?”

Is contingent upon -- the kindling and coal—

In the coffers of the steamship.

The sky is fine, and the heavens shine

At your most requisite decision

Look! The flowers that bloom, Hear! The birds that sing—

Since you both got out of prison

c aaron