To Honour The Woman I Love Poem by Anthony Edmond John

In life there are never coincidences.. True love never saw age, distance, skin nor tongue as a barrier nor bitter experience.. The Sage searched and waited and you were the blessing for the tarry.. It should take that little time and God knows we sure must marry.. Your vision about us lacked clarity, it was all so blurry.. But time has thus healed our story.. And matrimony is to seal our glory.. And the glee, giggles and bubble of our happy children as we recount our testimony.. This ode is dedicated to this one woman who my heart pants after.. This poem stands at liege for my darling love, selah.