Salute the sun, no need to bow,
Today's your bride and quite a prize
Sun's light shines clear, your strong right arm!
The chosen path before you lies
And weeps for joy that she's the one,
She's dreamt of her selection, she
A fallow ground for girl, for boy,
Her one request, your company!
Look! God's provision's everywhere,
Blooms in sun's light, you choose, you win!
For choices birth reality
And change insight of Charles Darwin!
God got you this far why not grant
He has your back on any road.
Your talents too His Grace my friend,
And Love is all that's asked or owed!
Long Tooth
October 7,2018
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