one October afternoon,
a splendid crowd was gathered
on the banks of a lagoon.
They were loyal friends and family
who had come from far and wide,
to be there when young Garrett
took fair Laura as his bride.
The pearly light broke through the clouds
where earth and heavens meet,
and raindrops scattered from the skies
like diamonds at their feet.
In this union showered with blessings,
that none shall put asunder,
the marriage vows were spoken loud
above the rolling thunder.
A single egret, bridal white,
stood guard upon the waters,
mute witness to the ritual
of pairing sons and daughters.
Then came the time for revelry
and memorable tunes,
illuminated magically
by artificial moons.
The wedding party dined and danced
in tents beneath the trees,
to celebrate the bonding
of the Billings and the Keys.