Pomp-Poor-Door
BELOVED MIGHT YOU MARRY ME
THAT WE SHALL SPEND OUR DAYS
AS HUSBAND AND WIFE
MAKE ME PERFECT WITH SAYING
I WILL
THAT THIS PROMISE
MIGHT KEEP US TOGETHER
IN THE UNION OF LOVE
AND THIS HAPPINESS
SHALL LAST THRU OUT OUR DAYS
TAKE MY HAND THAT
YOU LOVE ME
HONOR ME WITH ALLOWANCES
TO CREATE
THAT YOU SHALL HAVE MY CHILD
AND THESE SHALL BE THE DAYS
THAT WE CREATE OUR TOMMORROWS
Copyright © Allan Terry | Year Posted 2018
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