So Long Ago....

I'm almost 70 and remarried (for the last six years) at the JP's office.  My first marriage, though, was the usual bride-walks-down-aisle, etc.  My husband and I each named a song we wanted.  Mine was "How Do I Love Thee" from the poem of Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

It may not have been everyone's favorite, but it spoke to me.