Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Bring the Kleenex

Oh, no, I can see it now,
my eyes welling up, in pure happiness
overwhelmed by my feelings
overcome by the words he will speak
changing my life, for the better
bringing them to me, on a new level
stirring emotions deep within my soul
kinship in the courtroom, descendants
of affinity, of hope, of our making
sharing with other loved ones
our moment of union, of joining
tears will fall, fall down my warm cheeks
I am sure; but such is happiness
overflowing cup, sweet tears
of joy, of belonging, of completion


September 27, 2006 18:38


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