On Ode To a Bride
The groom, resplendent, so proud in his suit
Not normally a man willing to boast
Stands up, breaths deep, with raised champagne flute
A tear in his eye, he sets out his toast:
“An ode to my dear, a beautiful wife,
Whom l love so dearly, deeply and whole
Her eyes, blue shining stars, brimming with life
Charming, kind hearted, but was mine you stole
I declare, my love, for a life we share
The joys it will bring, with you at my side
In good times, and bad times, and all they bear.
With fondness and love I shout with great pride
To the whole world, and for all here to see
How much I love you, the other half of me.”
31st January 2020
Copyright © Paul Somerville | Year Posted 2020
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