The sun, moon, and stars...
I have nothing...
I have no father to give me away (nor to give permission for my hand in marriage for that matter)...
What do I bring to this marriage? I feel like a skewed version of Shakespeare’s ‘The Taming of the Shrew’ (‘Kiss me Kate’) only I don’t have the proper dowry to present to my future lord and master...
I want to give you, my love, the moon and the stars – were they mine to give…..but what I have to offer is *MY* love, my ability to be a good wife/helper/ partner; My willingness to contribute to the finances, to the work around the house, to helping with the children. Yes this is all so very unromantic – but so very necessary...
We have no ‘song’ that’s ours. Songs will come on the radio that will make me think of him – of our love – but there is no ‘our song’...this does not worry me per se...
Perhaps the reason is because both of us love ‘world music’, new age music, alternative music, goth/dark-wave music….perhaps that does not lend itself to the type of ‘old standards’ our parents fell in love to.
I want to give you the gift of birdsong, of crickets singing in the grass, of wolves howling to the moon…all the sounds of harmony...the music of the spheres...the planets’ majestic symphony...
I come to you - not adorned in rubies, emeralds, and sapphires but clothed in the raiment of my heart, mind and soul.
I have no father to give me away (nor to give permission for my hand in marriage for that matter)...
What do I bring to this marriage? I feel like a skewed version of Shakespeare’s ‘The Taming of the Shrew’ (‘Kiss me Kate’) only I don’t have the proper dowry to present to my future lord and master...
I want to give you, my love, the moon and the stars – were they mine to give…..but what I have to offer is *MY* love, my ability to be a good wife/helper/ partner; My willingness to contribute to the finances, to the work around the house, to helping with the children. Yes this is all so very unromantic – but so very necessary...
We have no ‘song’ that’s ours. Songs will come on the radio that will make me think of him – of our love – but there is no ‘our song’...this does not worry me per se...
Perhaps the reason is because both of us love ‘world music’, new age music, alternative music, goth/dark-wave music….perhaps that does not lend itself to the type of ‘old standards’ our parents fell in love to.
I want to give you the gift of birdsong, of crickets singing in the grass, of wolves howling to the moon…all the sounds of harmony...the music of the spheres...the planets’ majestic symphony...
I come to you - not adorned in rubies, emeralds, and sapphires but clothed in the raiment of my heart, mind and soul.
posted by Colette at 1:47 PM
1 Comments:
The best thing you can give is your support and your belief in your partner. Everyone should have one person who thinks he/she is the greatest thing to hit the planet.
That's who I have.
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