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Mary’s Wedding


Mary’s Wedding

 By James C. Glica-Hernandez

December 8, 2012

On the occasion of my granddaughter’s wedding

The heartbeat in my ear begins

Nearly imperceptibly in its inception.

My breathing more puffing and halting.

The miniature lake that develops

In the inner corner of my eye surprises me.

My years pass suddenly, shocking me.

I gaze upon a resplendent young woman,

A graduate from high school.  A bride.

My heart recalls her grandmother described this way.

I recognize in her face her mother and father.

Perhaps her grandfather’s skin color appears.

My inability to tell time or date throws me.

Who are this woman’s ancestors?

Twelve congregated elders claim her as theirs.

My mind rumbles, “How is it possible that I am one of these?”

Our granddaughter is married today and

I joined her to her husband as their minister.

My spirit reels with joy and temporal confusion.

Time lies when I look in the mirror.

I am too young to be a grandfather of a married woman.

My realization is that I am the one lying today.

I was the first man to hold my delicate Littlebits.

I danced with her at her wedding today.

My truth is that she is old enough and I am old enough.

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