When fate decides to bring you love,
Though not perhaps exactly planned,
It’s wise to recognize the fact
Love does not come at your command.
If you should let this love slide by
Who knows when fate will call again.
She may just gather up her skirts
And leave you standing in the rain.
Love does not always come with flair.
It can at times be in disguise.
Lucky the pair who’s standing there
When fate unveils her sweet surprise.
You’ve decided now this love is real
To be nourished and embraced for life,
You have pledged yourselves each to the other.
I now pronounce you man and wife.