Camelot Bride

Camelot Bride had always been bird -friendly, and she loved elves.
When they discovered she was marrying in the woods, they celebrated.
There was a huge argument about who should help with her veil.
The cardinals and chickadees wanted the responsibility, but the elves insisted.

Camelot Bride suggested they take turns, and so they did.
Flitting in and out, dancing and prancing all the way to her groom.
He knew he was getting a treasure as he watched the fey fighting over her.
And he was.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Hankins Avatar
February 26, 2022 at 10:40 AM
Perfect name for this bride, Caren. Lucky groom! I'm going to envision that this wedding took place in Xanadu or Shangri-la.
Krutsinger Avatar
February 26, 2022 at 3:52 PM
I am sure it was in Shangri-la.
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