That Special Day

As I dress my self for the special day. I whisper a prayer to help me along the way. Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress. She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best. My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour. I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers. The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father. He winks at me, after giving me away to another. Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place. As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace. I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride". My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried. We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path. Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.