I Do

What if the day I said 'I do' I'd said
'I don't' ? Imagine you in Teddington;
and me a drive away from you instead
of being bound together here as one.

To see you now as then, no in-between,
inviting me to enter with a smile;
unknowing then how time would intervene
with rings and children changing all the while.

What if their little faces never came
between our undiluted afternoons?
And half the silent house had empty rooms?
And all our incompleteness stayed the same?

O let me know the half of you I knew,
but have the whole of our completion too.