Standing at the alter, holding my left hand,
In his, he took my ring finger, and
Darned it with the most beautiful expression,
Of him, an impression I’d never forget,
Before God and our family,
He claimed me as his for life,
“I take you to be my wife”
Then we leaned in, kissed, to
Christen this gift of our new life.
But then I heard a loud shout,
“How did she do it?”
