A wedding poem for the Bride, spoken in the first person:
How will I
feel when that day finally arrives?
When all
of life is a flux and my hope simply drives.
This day’s
a day to wed—the day of fabulous dreams,
My hope, my God, my favour, for
whom my groom esteems.
In
numbness and happiness, overwhelmed and excited too,
These
feelings I have, have never been quite so true,
All these
years and my hope’s now come to be,
Right throughout this day my
experience will be glee.
© 2012 S. J. Wickham.
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