Meeting the family

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Then came a weekend quietly profound,

Where love stretched its roots in shared sacred ground.

Anita met faces Andrew holds dear,

Welcomed with warmth, with love holding near.

And Andrew, in turn, then stepped inside,

Anita’s own circle, hearts open wide.

Names turned to faces, handshakes to trust,

Two families meeting, because love said “must.”

No grand declarations, no need to explain —

It felt like belonging, simple and plain.

A weekend that whispered, steady and true:

This wasn’t just love — this was family, too.