Autumn Bloom

He, on his knees holding her hand tenderly

As he asks for it in marriage

She, beaming with consent as she helps him to his feet

Now he stands slightly stooped beside her as they say their marriage vows

Her white hair in a bun encircled by diamonds twinkling in the sun

He places the ring on her finger and kisses her right cheek

In the Autumn of their lives with hearts as young as Spring

Love blooms like fields of orchids growing wildly on a hill

She, a queen grown more beautiful with time

He, as dashing as they come

Show us all that romantic love isn’t only for the young

But also for those who have been tested by the fires of time

And have not lost their spark

Who can still walk hand in hand as lovers, their toes in the cool, cool sand

Pauline Binder