Here is Patricia Walton's poem "Hands" that was read at our wedding.
A good marriage is a lifetime of hands.
It's a shaking hand sliding a shiny gold band onto the finger
of another shaking hand. ..
It's hands touching in sudden tenderness, or swinging together
down a crowded street, or fingers interlocking in the darkness
of a theater.
It's expressive hands: the playful pat. ..the beckoning waves. ..the "Help me please" gesture. ..
It's two ecstatic hands being grasped by tiny brand new hands,
It's hurrying hands setting dinner for hungry hands. ..
It's a proud hand introducing an embarrassed hand. ..
It's healthy hands holding sick hands.
It's hands joining in prayer.
And finally, it's a shaking hand sliding a dull gold band off
the finger of a very still hand
I can't believe we're here already. Next is death. Just kidding. This poem is so beautiful though. It just brings tears to my eyes, not to mention chills. Thank you Gen and Ryan Yeley for sharing waaaaaay back in the day!!
