NaPoWriMo 30: The Wedding

A feather stuck in his cap,

A spring in his step.

The ocean waves lap,

And recede at his journey's pep.

A kerchief in his pocket,

Determination on his face.

Lover's picture in his locket,

Lets him keep a steady pace.

A buckle on his boot,

His knife in its scabbard.

Clean and tidy is his suit,

His loving heart is stirred.

A veil over her face,

She awaits her groom.

Dress draped in lace,

Romance does bloom.