3 thoughts on “Author/Publisher Meredith McGee & her husband Will renewed their vowels on the 20th anniversary yesterday”

  2. The stranger’s spring

    Where were you last night, when the rain pounded against my window and the loneliness sunk in?
    Did you know I was here? With no one to love me, no one to hold me, no one to talk to, cause you were gone and I alone!
    Where are you now? While the sun shines so pretty and the flowers bloom. And I feel like spring inside – so warm – so needed.
    I hear a knock on the door – this isn’t you – what must I do?
    The stranger enters and he sits and he sits and he sits and I become comfortable.
    The stranger sits and he sits and he holds me.
    The stranger sits and he sits and he loves me and I love him back.
    I feel like spring inside – so warm – so fulfilled.
    The stranger is good. Goodbye my love, the stranger is here!

    Published: Howard Ely, Timeless Voices, Owings Mills, MD: The International Library of Poetry. 2006. This poem was written by Meredith Coleman on March 18, 1998.

    This poem was read during the ceremony

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