March Wedding Poems and Vows

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.

Wedding director perplexed. Running around in a stew! No one knows what they should do! Bride in a tizzy! "Everyone take your place please!" Organist plays Wedding March. Everything will turn out right! Groom is very calm. *By Jimmy Anderson *For Dr. Ram Mehta's "Wedding Rehearsal" Dodoitsu contest

Wedding March starts, she comes down the church aisle. In a beautiful white gown. Transcending all beauty. Eternally joining two lives to one Saying vows to each other. Prayer then postlude plays. For Dr.Ram Mehta's "Wedding is one of the special events in marriage" contest

~The Chapels bells are ringing Best man’s hands holds Wedding rings While the groom nervously squirms Bride walks in love’s march ~ ~Anticipation awaits Faithful seal of love in spite Passions need a Saint’s patience Not Consummation John Moses Freeman For and in Honor of DR Ram And contest: Wedding Rehearsal,

"Left At The Altar" Groom heat Cold feet Kill fear Drank beer Drunk fell Deep well 3/9/2016

For years it shone gold Brightening a lonely home Left home for a walk Late hubby’s ring was stolen What thief could be so heartless *This just happened to me. Written March 31, 2014 for Chris’s contest

Whether we wander wistful whether we wander wise we waltz wedding’s waltz; whenever whatever weather we’ll wriggle with wishful wives Wind wispy willow willy-nilly we’ll whirl we’ll widdle we’ll weave; whenever whatever weather we'll waltz with wedding's wench Well worthy we writers who with words wrench Finishing Line Press. Book FAREWELL TO THE DUST, by C. S. Leaf avalible March 2008 www.FinishingLinePress.com

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

Forever More We each now hold a glass, Cheers to you my love, Amazing darling love. Now, each together, make a unit of one. Complete together, A full champaign glass. Just as, we are one. My dear, You hold now my heart, my, love my life. Linda Terrell March 24, 2010