She's Getting Married At Christmas
She's getting married at Christmas,
The granddaughter who had said she'd never wed.
We are all quite fond of the young fellow
Who convinced her to forget the words she'd said.
She's getting married at Christmas.
The church will be decked out in green and red
And pews packed with relatives and friends.
"Here Comes the Bride" will swivel every head.
The bridegroom will be standing at attention
And bridesmaids and groomsmen waiting too,
The audience will crane and strain to watch
As the lovely bride with father comes in view.
They'll repeat their vows with every good intention
As the pastor pronounces them a man and wife.
We'll all watch as they kiss so tenderly
The first caress of their new married life.
The banquet room ready for the diners.
The dinner and the toasts will soon begin.
They will cut the cake and with smiles serve each other.
He will wipe a bit of frosting from her chin.
After dinner the band will start to play
And they will take the floor for their first dance.
There will be tears and hugs from those who love them
And then they'll slip away at their first chance.
As her grandma I'll be praying for their marriage.
I'll be wishing each a long and happy life.
I will surely hope she never will be sorry
That she changed her mind and said she'd be his wife.
Written: 11/17/13
Copyright © Joyce Johnson | Year Posted 2013
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