We belong together like sunshine and roses
And the raindrops can be our wedding bands
What will they think when the sunshine proposes
To a rose who wears a wedding ring without hands
The birds and bees will sing about the flower and the sun
The weeds will object, and say that it's just wrong
The moon speaks up and says what's done is done
As the birds and bees continue with their song
The trees will all be waving their limbs to wish us well
As the shade provides us with a marriage dance
The ivy says it's unnatural and that they're gonna tell
But even the ivy can't poison this romance
We belong together like sunshine and roses
I'll shine the light so your beauty can be seen
They will marvel at the love my light exposes
Then they'll know for sure what love should really mean
In a brand new box of crayons
A love begins to sprout
Black and White would finally meet
When the box was emptied out
Black was used each time he fell
While White was usually ignored
The other colors would go unnoticed
For it was White that Black adored
On a cloudy overcast afternoon
A wedding of sorts takes place
Black met White in clouds of gray
As the two would finally embrace
It was a drawing of utter perfection
On paper of purist white
The roses were made by the color Red
While Yellow would draw the light
Silver and Gold would draw the bells
That rang throughout the land
Silver would be the color of choice
To draw the wedding band
A rainbow of colors would soon appear
The grass and leaves were Green
A colorful wedding would soon take place
To finish this beautiful scene
The box again becomes their home
As they're gathered back inside
This colorful wedding is finally over
With Black beside his bride
A New Ferrari
By Rick Rucker
We have changed our plans,
We will marry in The Netherlands,
The reason is primarily money,
It is far cheaper to fly there, with my Honey,
An island wedding sounded so romantic,
But the travel planning would have been frantic,
She has a large family, the logistics of them getting there,
I would have lost more of my hair!
Other things are still the same:
The wedding song, and the singer’s name,
Ditto some of the other things,
We will still exchange our rings,
If you have read some of my poems,
You know that I am prone to writing tomes,
I will have to cut it short,
Lest everyone falls asleep in The Court!
Since I am American, they think I am as rich as Ari,
So, just to not shatter their faith, I will give each attendee a new Ferrari!
Not really, but it sounded good,
Please forgive the small falsehood,
I am sure they will be overjoyed,
To see us, how our spirits are buoyed,
There is no way that I could envision,
This happiness, to my friend’s derision,
They do not believe in love at first sight,
I now believe it with all my might!
His jazz collection fills the spare bedroom
Music man, you see, was his nom de plume
Our wedding album rests on the nightstand
A keepsake for my viewing on demand
The tarnished silver comb that stroked his hair
Lays on the dresser beside his easy chair
The carnation he wore on our wedding day
A keepsake preserved in a glass display
The love notes he sent are bound in a box
I read them again when life deals hard knocks
His old Volvo still sits in the driveway
In it he proposed to his fiancé
I’ve clung to these treasures, lived in the past
Keepsakes from four years that went by too fast
Comfort they bring as he watches from above
John, my husband, the only man I’ve loved
Frozen solid in a block of ice
A wedding ring shines bright
The blizzard came out of nowhere
Trapping her alone in the night
Three days later they find her body
Frozen from her head to her toes
A stranger all alone lost in the snow
A woman that nobody knows
They brought her body back to town
And laid her in the stable
What happened next was miraculous
Some say only a fable
Weeks went by that turned to months
But her body would never decay
She looked the same as the day she was found
Until that faithful day
A farmer in the spring was plowing his field
And the bones of a man were found
A wedding ring was glistening in the sun
Where he laid on top of the ground
They brought the bones back to town
And laid them beside his bride
As soon as the two were together again
Her skin became broken and dried
They buried them both beneath an oak
That stood between two springs
When no names were found to write on the cross
They mounted their wedding rings
I once, led a very dull life!
Had lots of trouble and strife!
Then I got some advice,
didn’t have to think twice,
it was suggested, I needed a wife!
For a while, my search was in vain!
For what reason, I couldn’t explain!
I just couldn’t find,
what I had in mind,
it was always, the same old refrain.
I kept trying, though I had low esteem.
And my patience, was weak so it seemed.
Then one day, without warning,
it was early one morning,
I encountered, the girl of my dreams!
Turns out, we just couldn’t wait,
and soon we started to date.
Right from the start,
she stole my heart,
I discovered, it’s never too late!
Now, I was bursting with pride!
At having her here, by my side!
So we purchased some rings,
and a few wedding things,
and soon, she was my blushing bride!
The best day of my life, I must say,
no doubt, was my wedding day!
My love, I can’t measure,
she’s my most, valued treasure!
God willing, that’s how it will stay!
My Dearest Kristen, On Your Wedding Day,
So much I want to say
On this your special day
Love Justin with all your heart
And know you'll never part
Know how much I love you
And there's nothing I wouldn't ever do
I'm here if you need me
No matter what the time may be
I have always loved you
Ever since I first saw you
I think of you all the time
And am so glad you're mine
I wish you all the best
For you are truly blessed
Little Genevieve is such a precious gift
She gives my heart a real lift
Cherish her and Justin every day
Tell them both I love you in every way
I Love You Now, And I Always Will,
Your Mom, Janice xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
This was wrote for Kristen's wedding day, Saturday, November 22, 2008.
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