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Groom Wedding Poems and Vows

At The Wedding March
God with honour hang your head, Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed With lissome scions, sweet scions, Out of hallowed bodies bred.
Each be other's comfort kind: Déep, déeper than divined, Divine charity, dear charity, Fast you ever, fast bind.
Then let the March tread our ears: I to him turn with tears Who to wedlock, his wonder wedlock, Déals tríumph and immortal years.
by Gerard Manley Hopkins

My Daughters Wedding Day
December twentieth two thousand and three, A day to remember in my memory. The day that my daughter, the light of my life, Will walk down the aisle, to become someone’s wife. And I shall be proud as I walk by her side, The father of such a beautiful bride. The groom will be waiting, best man by his side, And lips will be bitten, eyes trying not to cry. Vows they will both make “I do “both will say, On this, my daughters wedding day. Proud we’ll both stand, her mother and me, And remember the time that they were we.

Kissing, Caressing
Shapely and pert Curves of delight Skin so soft My want excites We lean in together Two bodies in blend Our signals transmit Sensuous send My hands cup Her womanly charms She touches me gentle As i kiss down her arms In sync we love Like rolling ocean waves Kissing, caressing As we inner crave In each other we absorb Skin to skin Our moment of capture Loving joys from within Releasing we do Contentedly spooned On our honeymoon We, bride and groom http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/love-9.php

Afternoon Music
Cool breezy chapel, Summer wedding— pastor’s voice Climbs into the bride’s Ears, the groom whispers to God; A baby cries— rings exchanged.

Walk of Life
Preparations have been made Over a year of long glorious planning Flowers, tux and food have been picked A long lovely, flowing beaded gown, a real southern belle Organ piping the bridal march, Glowing bride and nervous groom oblivious Forever bound into the marrital Walk of life. Presenting to you Life long mates. Hands clutched, smiles wide, hearts full, expecting the best to come! For the Walk to remember contest

Full Bloom
Married in full bloom Cut flowers brighten the room Flower for the groom
By Robb A. Kopp All Rights Reserved © MMX

The Wedding Cake
The bride and groom decided to bake a white icing and double chocolate wedding cake; never much of a cook it was a chance the bride took a special dish to serve their friends who would come and attend flour and cocoa on the counter soon the groom was smiling.. the room a disaster! food was everywhere the floor the air even..the brides hair! eventually the made their cake and now a special memory they have to keep

My Daughters Wedding Day
December twentieth two thousand and three, A day to remember in my memory. The day that my daughter, the light of my life, Will walk down the aisle, to become someone’s wife. And I shall be proud as I walk by her side, The father of such a beautiful bride. The groom will be waiting, best man by his side, And lips will be bitten, eyes trying not to cry. Vows they will both make “I do “ both will say, On this, my daughters wedding day. Proud we’ll both stand, her mother and me, And remember the time that they were we.

The Wedding
The groom standing next to the minister Nervous, sweating gettting cold feet Maybe we should wait until next winter Then the bride enters the suite As she walks down the isle The minister sees her smile As is reflected in the groom's eyes And what to his surprise The groom's jaw relaxes A smile comes on his face An attitude of love says I would give my life in her place (This truth and a metaphor.)

Wedding Day
The wedding day is finally here. The bride is happy and full of cheer The groom is waiting, standing tall for his lovely bride to grace them all. Such a vision, all dressed in white her gown is flowing what a beautiful sight. The rings are exchanged, the vows have been said, on this special day, the couple is wed. Pronounced to the world, Husband and Wife together they go to start their new life.

The Wedding
there she stands in her white flowing dress beautiful flowers in her hair she couldn't be happier she's waited so long for this moment waiting to greet her groom she can hardly keep standing the song begins to play sounding like a million trumpets she walks down the isle wishing she could run she sees her mother and father and all her closest friends it all seems so unreal and then she wakes up it was all a dream a bitter sweet dream she knows the one she dreams of her heart begins to break maybe one of these days this dream will come true


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