For all the crazy mixed-up days, that sowed the seeds of future ways; Gratefully we've said our last goodbyes, to worn out notions before our eyes.
From those we've learned our very best, and conquered fears put to the test; Discovering paths that we should follow, while reaching out for better tomorrows.
Lying in bed with rambling thoughts, of ideals that bless our hopeful hearts; Within our souls we sought to be, as strong and solid as a maple tree.
And all the stars aligned in style, urging us through the holy aisle; Our spirits soared beyond the hills, as tranquility settled within our wills.
For those who never felt the power, of encouragement from hour to hour; Regret is sadly among your fate, for not trusting the outcome of life's debate.
A much older piece that needs some work, still, I'd like to share some of the 'back-story' ! Thanks for reading, FEM