Fog obscures the path
Danger lurks around the bend
Your love points me home
Fog obscures the path
Danger lurks around the bend
Your love points me home
The vows, inception, but a bud,
Which Time has now released;
The years, the layers, gracious flood
Where depth of love increased.
The petals, pathways intertwined,
Your fingers in my own;
The flower, beauty, souls aligned,
A marriage fully grown.