The Blending
Standing in front upright
Everything feels just so right
He pulls his tie a little skew
As the guests settle in the pew
He gaze across the room
The best man has to settle the unsettled groom
It’s hard to believe he is always so cool
Probably worried he will make himself a fool
In walks the woman who mended his broken heart,
Friends before they discovered they could not live apart
He only have eyes for his wife to be
Her eyes are focused on her husband to be
He gently takes her hand
As they listened to the band
The rings a symbol of their love
The circle unending a sign from the blessings up above…
Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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