Emily - Poem by Ruth Walters
The crystal sky was beckoning,
he held her close, ‘twas like a dream.
The night, it shone with starlight
the moon sent out moon beams.
Just those two, no preacher there
they had no need, they didn't care
but held each others hands and then
they said their vows over again.
True love was theirs, pristine and new
all innocent as babes they flew
into a life of love and laughter
to live so happy ever after.
What a partnership they had
and here I draw a veil
for blissfulness and magic
some say are fairy tales
but Emily was beautiful
in mind just as in skin
and all his life he's loved her,
a treasure held within.
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