The Wedding Poem

Waiting for a poem
In the afternoon light of spring
A bee
Curiously settled next to me
Cocked it's many eyes to the side
Seemingly asking
'Why are you here?'
I thought to myself a long while
The bee never moving
'I don't know.' I replied

We sat that way for some time longer
The evening sun casting it's saffron glow
When I turned to the bee
'Because it's beautiful' I said

Beautiful
Like now
Being here with you
On the cusp of the unknown
Warm and renewed in the setting glow
Of your smile that beams;
Beautiful
Like now
Being here with you
And the realization of this dream...
©2010cchristopherbess