She sat upon a folding chair that night
having thought she might not go at all,
but something in her stirred her spirit right
especially for the man who heard the call
to leave the lonely house devoid of love
in search of comfort and solace so serene.
He looked around and spied a heavenly dove
sitting with tears which down her cheek did stream.
The host for the evening said look around the room
and find someone with whom to share a meal.
And so, he ventured to ask her out so soon
hoping for the best that she might feel.
Now nineteen years of holy, wedded bliss,
he thanks the Spirit for the meeting he didn’t miss.