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Thank you, Evan, for this poem. The perspective from a student who was present at our wedding nearly five years ago, as James sang with his a capella group during cocktail hour. A beautiful memory when my thoughts have been so clouded.

I stood there and watched
this brotherhood of men
(they were my brothers,
men who were young
from any perspective but mine),
I watched them stand
in an arc,
in a gallery
at Mass MoCA,
and serenade the bride
with the groom’s song.
It was a song from five years ago,
a song he’d sung to her then, too,
and I thought to myself:
this is the love I’ll have,
years from now,
for you.