A Sonnet Written to my Son's Bride
| On Thursday morn the plane departs from here to touch the ground where you and he will wed then ends the years of my maternal care If care is limited to food and rides and bed. Connection between he and I began nine months before I heard his summoning cry throughout the years the bond between us, grand with laughter, learning, hopes and joys and sighs. Love does not end because he's got a wife, instead, another home across the miles a place of welcome, here, to lessen strife and give you both refreshment from life's wiles. The two of you to me become as one Beloved wife of my beloved son. |
by Judy Decker
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