Sleep is a Rose

Sleep is a rose
But I only hear the gale wind
Blowing cold against my window.

As I fold and I curl my own hand around yours in a hold
You said "My love I'll take you to the fairground"

Ean and Lizl wed when a cool wind blew the final leaves in June. They promised their hearts to one another, in witness of all they hold dear.

They worshipped and gave thanks for the day they became one.

With thanks to the awesome Skillie & Tehilla from Kikiphotography - it is always such a joy working alongside you.