A Prayer for My Future Husband

Dear Future Husband,

 

Face to face, we have not met,

But that changes not a thing.

I wonder when, but I don’t fret.

In time we will exchange rings.

 

I hope that you are dashing,

I await your endearing silliness.

But most of all, so nothing will be lacking,

I pray you too strive for holiness.

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