Bride and Stride

A beautiful glow

Soft and lovely, I met her years ago,

She had a beautiful glow,

Loving and sweet, the day we met,

She remains in my heart yet,

I met her as a young bride,

And now after her long stride,

She is charming as ever,

A good friend forever,

The love we share stays,

Shyly she portrays and conveys,

She is amongst us,

A delight without any fuss.

(This is a poem about a young girl that I met when she became the bride of my cousin. So many years have passed. She has charm and love for all in the family. This is, therefore, a poem in praise of girls who adjust and make a place for themselves in a family with an identity of their own)