My husband’s words forever, I will love you as my bride,

 

The heartbeats of my children as they lay all tucked inside 

It’s the little things which make us, and the big things which can bind

A family to each other, the familiar, ‘like and kind 

The rhythm of our lives is music to our hearts

The times spent bound together,

The dancing

And, the starts…. 

Of daily little tasks which bring union to our ways 

It matters, they matter, we matter…. 

These little moments in each day. 

The synchronizing instants, we spend with one another,

The laughing and the crying, 

They are like sheltered cover… 

To protect us and to fortress us, against this life’s harsh waves 

Of pain, of loss, of sorrow….and, of times we are not brave.

We join all bound together, this family fused as one…. 

We create play and laughter as we revolve around the sun… 

And, when it is all over, this spinning and this living 

We will look back with smiles and peace and remember our lives’ 

RHYTHM…. 

That special song our family plays for us and us alone…. 

The drumming and the strumming and the humming…. 

Of our home…..