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Our Wedding Day
Our Wedding Day By Rick Rucker I am standing here, with the preacher, My Love, in the back of the church, I cannot reach Her, Now the music begins to play, On this lovely, Blessed day, As She walks between the pews, She is Gorgeous, not any real news, She has a certain Regal air, Today, She seems to not have a care, As She slowly passes by, Men admire Her, women cry, My head feels as if there is no blood in it, Yet, my Heart beats at a mile a minute! Finally, She stops, and turns, If she knew how my Heart yearns, To steal her away, to start our honeymoon, It would surely make Her swoon! Somehow, I remain in place, Staring at her lovely face, I am afraid that I will not last, My heart is beating so darn fast! I want the words to start, Maybe that will slow my heart, The preacher asks the question of me now, And I give my solemn vow, To always hold this woman dear, If he knew Her, my answer would be very clear, Now he asks her the same question, Without a pause, or its suggestion, She says “Yes,” to my relief, I have won the lottery, is my belief! To have the fairest in the land, Standing next to me, a gold ring on her hand! All the rest is just for show, For I will always know, That I have won The Prize, That Winsome Creature, right before my eyes!
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