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Morgentraum

A Christmas wedding; the church is all abuzz

With friends who have not been in touch for years

Relatives who hardly ever speak

And youngsters who will soon resort to tears

If they have to wait much longer for the bride

Who comes, at last, allaying maternal fears.

And then before the organ's echoes fade,

It's done, and they are married, to a cheer

From all their friends and soft knowing smiles

Of satisfaction from those who came to hear

Continuation of an ancient rite

Confirming married love from year to year.

The church is silent, only the flowers remain

As witness to love's everlasting flame.

Brian Hick December 2014

©copyright Sally Hick 2.12.25

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Forty five years! Can it be that long

Since we moved into Camden Town?

What happened to those days we don't recall,

Amidst the glories of the ups and downs

Which jump into our minds, but seem to miss

So much that has happened in between?

The children grew up; but am I remiss

In thinking that - for all the gaps - we seem

To be the same? You haven't changed at all

And if my hair is thinner, should I fuss?

Is it really so strange if the pall

Of age falls on the others, not on us?

            Let's go on forever, until the day

            The trumpet sounds - for then we can't say nay.

Brian Hick 10.9.11 Our wedding anniversary

©copyright Sally Hick 19.10.23