It's the warmth you feel when you call to make sure

You did everything right without complaint and pure

You feel to the bone, because there's nothing to rant

About, and now you feel vindicated knowing there can't



Be repeats of scenes which you had so often in the past

And as you look back at the comforting image in the glass

You know you handled things maturely and oh so very well

For there is now a warm buzz running thru to make you glow



And realization comes you are so very gradually growing 

As things evolve at a pace which can never be more slowing

But this does not matter - for patience is really a virtue

This is something you have discovered in time and so true

 

And now you can relax for you know you've done things right

For the reaction to them has left you feeling quite so bright

And now it is just a matter of time before things will turn

And the person you were will be forgotten amidst the churn



Of new delights, passions, and findings in the growth

Which the two of you do feel as you now become trothed

In tidings of good will and filled with such good fortune

For you've now experienced joy - which is quite opportune.



- Tristram