Walking Down the Aisle
Wedding bells are ringing,
Love floating in the air.
Hearts forever singing,
All joy and no despair.
The Bride in satin lace,
Looking like a Queen.
The Groom with pensive face,
So nervous at the scene.
The Father escorts Bride,
Walking down the aisle.
He's bursting out with pride,
But wears a casual smile.
Standing face to face,
The wedding vows are read.
No dry eye in the place,
After everything is said.
He takes the wedding band,
And slips it on her finger.
Now standing hand in hand,
Their kiss will gently linger.
The wedding day is through,
In bright or stormy weather.
With one soul born from two,
A cherished life together.
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