^z 4th September 2023 at 3:42pm
| I bake my wedding cake the day before We say our marriage vows. Our daughters stir The batter, oil the pans, and help me pour Red velvet into them. We slide the racks In place, preheat the oven, open door, And smile into the warmth. So life begins, As two souls join together, making more. Magic ensues: the kitchen overflows With sweet aroma. Soon a timer chimes And toothpick tests confirm what the nose knows. On wire grids the layers cool, and meanwhile With sugar, butter, cream cheese we compose The icing. Then assemble, frost, and crown — Our sons provide the groom and bride, Legos! How can this mere confection symbolize The central celebration of the World, The axis around which revolve our lives? Two people become one; two hearts unite. We lift each other up, and as we rise Converge upon the holy. God's great gift Is love, and matrimony is the prize. We say, "I do." — We kiss. — We hug. — We take — One breath, and then we share the perfect cake. |
(for Sarah = G+S+s+N+g+n!) - ^z - 2020-04-19