There was no special day
on which we were engaged-
no particular time
we knew it had occurred.
No banns were published;
there was no exchange of rings;
no kneeling, no romantic scene,
or notice in the papers.
There was no church or minister;
no courthouse, no certificate.
We weren't even sure when
the vows were taking place.
And there it was: suddenly,
we knew that it was happening.
Without a sound it stole upon us,
naturally as daybreak.
NOT ON THE CALENDAR by Lee Evans | Sandalwood Poetry Reed Diffuser Set
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Lee Evans lives in Bath, Maine and is the author of thirteen books of poetry. Many samples of his work can be read online on his blog, The Road and Where It Goes .
