Soon comes our mid winter
cold and calculated is our pace
we wed this January
as winter makes haste

In the time and place most perfect
this is now our wedlock
a place of freedom and happiness
without the chains and padlocks

I have found you
my dreams have come true
for I am in heaven
when I am with you

As winter makes haste
hand in hand like in an egg and spoon race
we will be together forever and ever
racing to springs return from its endeavors

So we will wrap up warm
with silver wedding rings
to the song of cathedral bells
and the wonderful start of our spring


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris