A morning miscreant with marriage on his mind.

For his two friends will wed before this evenings time.

Then off to an ocean with three mothers; 

                          three fathers; 

                                  three sons;

                                       and a daughter.

Then there is of course little ol me.

Tired of courting and wooing 

         yet ever wondering where this good woman could be.

Unable at best to provide any material comfort

                 yet I have much to give in spiritual rest.

Forsaken not I shall be immersed with my extended three
family love.

It shall be a matter of time one of these days

                that something beautiful shall come my way.

Ill pray only for peace and awareness to see it,

                         not that it just happens
                            for I may just want to flee it.

During the meantime I will be humble and try not to mumble
about.

I shall do my best to keep my head up and not slouch.

For there is still so much love that I have

                                  that I must give it away.

So here is to a day filled with love oh sincere.

Most joyous is the union of two, whose spirits do soar.