And the Snows of Kilimanjaro
found Buffalo at home.
Everyone dressed to the nines
and tens and then it hit me,
today the training wheels
come off for real. Here’s the deal –
my daughter was getting married.
I had carried her when she was small,
but all down the long aisle I couldn’t help
but smile (and shed a tear or a hundred)
and we “carried” each other in our walk
that I wished lasted longer. A last kiss
and this Miss became a wife.
I’ve awaited/dreaded this moment
all my life and now this boy sheds tears
of joy. My beauty and her handsome man
stand astride and cannot hide their love.
Blessed from above in a married swoon,
we will not soon touch ground for a while.
And we continue to smile.
(C) Walter J. Wojtanik – 2018
THROUGH THE EYES OF A POET'S HEART 
Congratulations, Walt. What a beautiful celebration. Was your wife able to go?
Absolutely. Never leave her side or she mine. It was a wonderful celebration.
So happy for you. 🙂
I just asked because I know she’s had been sick.
She was a while back. But she’s good. We all have our issues.