I wanted to include you on a letter I sent my son Christian and my new daughter Sarah about the wedding.
Dear Christian and Sarah,
Bringing Her Home
My son takes her hand in public now
Hiding the small avalanche falling inside,
Almost crushing his breath.
Love of a girl on a summer day
And her silk dress are kinder than
The salmon colored skies over the sea.
The warmth of animals sleeping in the woods
Rest in her eyes.
When she turns to him, a thousand fish dart
To even deeper seas.
When she leans on his chest,
His face is a ship breaking blue water
Into white ribbons.