Good Morning
I open my window not a worry or care
I refresh my mind with the crisp morn air
Run down the stairs to grab a quick bite
On this special day full of love and light
My love and I are about to be wed
In a few hours time to the Church we'll head
Good morning I beam, my bridesmaid appears
With a glass of champagne bubbling with tears
She takes out my veil and dress of brocade
My silver necklet and ear rings hand made
A ring at the doorbell, I rush out to peer
Good morning, good morning, my driver is here
Bouquets of flowers full of lavender scent
Button holes, presents and so much well meant
No cloud in the sky and the birds full of song
Good morning, good morning I'm singing along
A little church gleams in the snug of the hill
My groom waits inside to say"yes I will"
My whole world is filled with hope and with dreams
I walk up the isle, then he gazes and beams.
For Francine Robert's competition Good Morning
Copyright © Deirdre Omaidin | Year Posted 2011
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