You have chosen each other before.
A thousand quiet times.
In the kitchen. In the dark.
In rooms no one will ever see again.
You have chosen each other before.
A thousand quiet times.
In the kitchen. In the dark.
In rooms no one will ever see again.
Desiderata — things desired. The poems verses were found, weather-worn and anonymous, carved upon the wooden door of an old Baltimore church bearing the date 1692. Mine — written now in their gentle, ancient spirit — are for you: a few quiet wishes for your marriage, to return to whenever the world grows loud.
For your forever memory
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