Today I witnessed a wedding. The church door weathered and worn.  The marble floor thin and mottled.
The church pews were stained. The kneelers removed. The pulpit old and tattered.


Up from the entrance, a child proceeded. I saw an angel as he sauntered forth.


The music was playing. I heard the voice of an angel. Her song filled my heart.

The groom stood somewhat stoic. His bride preceded by angels. A love could not wait.


A mother and father who's triumph is unfettered devotion, create a daughter of unparalleled beauty, the angels blush.


Today I witnessed a wedding, The old church filled with love. This day,  I saw God's angels.