Sonnet 357

What is marriage if not a promise born,
Born out of love of one soul for the other;
A union forged to brave all earthly scorn
Where two hearts seal a pledge to stand forever.
Covenant so sworn transcending mortal death,
There proudly weathering all the scores of time;
Whispered endearments affirmed in final breath:
‘My sweet, I’ll see you soon in paradise.’
What gift divine to face life hand in hand
And walk together on a journey blessed,
No human passage ever proved as grand
As hallowed course by love song so professed.
No bond thus formed shall ever know defeat,
Where two hearts joined do make of one complete.

© Loubert S Suddaby. All Rights Reserved.

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