“There are no words that I`m master of
which to thank you, O Lord,
for my son`s wife.
This girl who is part mother in her love
part young girl and part woman in her life.
So gathered up in flame to meet the one who is my son.
I yield him to her
I who have so long
been lovingly preparing him for her.
I would not bind them with one selfish thong
that through its constant chafing might deter
their love upon the high road.
They must be free as the wind is free.
Dear God, I am so grateful that my son in searching for a woman,
found this one.”