Marriage certificates are commitment papers;
Make sure your choice is made sanely.
Marry the soul, not the face;
For the face you will face, when wrinkled skin
Replaces youthful enchantments,
When your bones hurt; your muscles ache,
You will learn all too late if you chose well.
When the well runs dry and needs arise
And your mate gets less than they bargained for,
Reaping a negative inheritance from bitters sown
And twice felt grief from irritating words, spoken in wrath.
A helpmate will follow wherever the spouse must go.
In danger, swift: in decisions, certain:
They will obey, not because they believe,
But because they love
It is not faith, it is love;
It is not hope, it is love,
That causes them to forget your wrongs,
Your mistakes, your foolheartedness,
Your momentary selfishness through each word misspoken.
For one to see you through the eyes of love,
Is the greatest gift one can receive.