A poem for blind wife from her deaf husband.

the aim of this poem is very simple

only want to tell you that the clothes
we wore on our wedding were light green, but
the leaves used to wrap the wedding cakes were a darker green
sure, both are green, but a different green, my dear.

a flowery headband tuck into your hair
you may feel it but might not know
that the flowers are white jasmines
on my head, nestle a pair of doves, also white.

i always imagined us, that day,
as a pair of trees in the spring
you were a blossoming tree
i was a tree where doves nest.

i saw people came and smile
they talked while enjoying the food
but what they were talking about, i could not hear
care to tell me, dear??