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Wedding Bells are Ringing.

I woke up this morning and thought of Stacey.  Here’s the poem that’s been rattling around in my brain.  My grandma gave it to me when I got married, unfortunately I don’t know the author. 

 Marriage is made of little things
The happiness that sharing brings,
A tender smile, a small surprise,
A special look in a loved one’s eyes,
Comfort given, interest shown,
Quiet moments spent alone.
It’s little things so small and sweet
That makes a marriage so complete.

Here’s hoping for one very happy day 872 miles away!

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Ruth Ayres View All

Unhurried. Finding the magic in the middle of living. Capturing a life of ridiculous grace + raw stories.

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