Hand in hand, as we walk thought life
in pursuit of our hopes and dreams,
your love for me will be my rock
through journeys yet unseen.
Sweet memories we have made so far
are treasures that cannot fade
and our future holds a wealth of them
just waiting to be made.
Vows we will take on our wedding day
are promises that will hold true.
Everyday you give me another reason
to be glad that I will marry you
YOU ARE READING
My Brothers Poetry
PoesíaMy brother is quiet the talented poet, and wanted to see what would happen if he posted them.
