Years ago, is it not?
I retrospect.

Travel reverse.
Recall the events of my wedding.

It is a three-day affair
crowded with entertainment.

The customary rituals
share the prominence.

I, from the point of concentration,
watch the sequence in awe.

In the midst of the activities,
the dad shows an immaculate cordiality.

The mother expresses poise.
Her exhaustion is apparent.

Both stand on the porch,
greet people with a namaste

The guests enjoy the delicacies.
Rejoice in the hospitality.

I find excitement in all,
driven by enthusiasm.

The ensemble disperses in spirit
Thoughts flood with pleasant memories.