The orchid, in its darkened stem
has waited years for you.
The pollen from the lively bee
was planted in the water yew
So it could be plucked by me
for you upon this special day.

No seed, like a fern, such beauty
Lies in darkness waiting
For the moment from the light
When it could leave the shades of night
To glow so brightly
On you for this special day.

Like love, it waited for the day
When I would need it,
And it came to be the special flower
For one sweet moment in its crown
To be pinned on your wedding gown

Five years to wait
For this date
To be the flower
For this hour.

B.E. Stewart my great grandfather

This one is absolutely beautiful... My favorite so far...

Very nice

sentimental and beautiful prose