No time to blog, must get married

But I wanted to leave you with one of the poems that is being read at our ceremony.

Pathways

Understand, I’ll slip quietly
away from the noisy crowd
when I see the pale
stars rising, blooming, over the oaks.

I’ll pursue solitary pathways
through the pale twilit meadows,
with only this one dream:
You come too.

Rainer Maria Rilke

See you when I’m a Mrs.

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