Holiest Wedding Poem by michael Smajda

Every time I hear the melody, Ava Maria,
Oh, I cannot help thinking only of you,
Seeing you standing beside the Virgin Mary-
Answered prayer of yours, spiritually, coming true.

I know, dear, you are looking down on me
And, at times, want to wipe the tears from my eyes.
I really cannot wait to, again, be with you
And with the Mother of God, too, in Paradise.

We could, then, do what you always wanted-
Renew our wedding vows once and for all.
And with God Almighty, this time, the preacher,
It'd be the holiest wedding Heaven ever saw.