Rhyme Wedding Poems and Vows

When the buds began to burst, Long ago, with Rose the First I was walking; joyous then Far above all other men, Till before us up there stood Britonferry's oaken wood, Whispering, "Happy as thou art, Happiness and thou must part.
" Many summers have gone by Since a Second Rose and I (Rose from the same stem) have told This and other tales of old.
She upon her wedding day Carried home my tenderest lay: From her lap I now have heard Gleeful, chirping, Rose the Third.
Not for her this hand of mine Rhyme with nuptial wreath shall twine; Cold and torpid it must lie, Mute the tongue, and closed the eye.

Life is good,come share with me. Love is free, come share with me. Laughter is healthy, come share with me. Please come live, love,laugh with me. All my love you have,Please Marry me. You could live,love,laugh,till eternity with me. We could enjoy our lives as a family.

This is for all the pretty girls, with necks choked with ashen pearls, and pricy shoes on your feet, and pinned up golden tresses, and virginal white dresses, ready to make love complete. Now when the wedding bells chime, it will be an ideal time, to think of the one you tossed. The one who bled true passion and whose love he would fashion. The good one, whose heart was crossed. And it is for your own sake, when you taste that angel cake, to think of the one not chosen. There's a gem on your finger, but you know something lingers, and thoughts of me are frozen

Will you wear my ring you know what that means I love you for the rest of my life just say you'll be my wife it tells the world how much I love you and I know you already do will you wear my ring it's a perfect understanding we can love each other forever never apart from one another's heart it means everything will you wear my ring

My love is everlasting, Expanding everyday, With every passing second, There's more than I can say. You are always with me, Inside my heart and head, And all that I can think of, Are things that you have said. You are my one and only, I hope you feel the same, I always want to be with you, To share the same last name.

I see the blinking lights for the guest’s attraction A lighting that is of an archaic fashion But it is of significance to a wedding function And these lights at the same time do frighten For it is like they open their eyes to stun And close their eyes to a contortion They indeed are of different types and position The lights with the blinking in a slow motion The lights with the blinking in a rapid motion For they possess an evocative expression

Overseeing the union of me and you Ceremony ministers with vested powers A marriage of hearts and the bond of virtue Fortuitous meeting of flawless prowess Sanctified wedlock of honor and beauty Blessings in future spawned from within Happiness substitute selfish minutiae Rooted in happiness as we begin

Love is all I feel, With every passing day, Each time that our lips seal, I give my heart away. In words I say "I love you", And my heart feels the same, With my soul I'll say "I do", I know this is not a game. Life is very wonderful, He is always near, The rest of my years will be joyful, Because he will be right here.

Come away with me tonight Honey, with your spirit light and bright And your arms brave and broad for the flight Of love to the lofty nest of love Like doves pecking on a lone cove Wing to wing we rove Hand in hand like newly- wed termites we stray To find a palace where only we shall hold sway You my queen and I your queen on love-bed we lay Me and you tonight at the coast of doves.

I have never met anyone like you, First time I saw you it was a debut, Then and there I knew, That this love was true. Your eyes are like nothing I have ever seen, They have such a gleam, So beautiful and green, That they cause such a scene. Everywhere you go, People stare and whoa, 'Cuz you make the room glow. Its been a long time coming, That I could hear myself humming, 'Cuz now all is right in my life, Thats why I asked you to be my wife.

A Day In The Middle Of Ever(a summer day) Eating and smacking her female lips, enjoying her food it will ever be no sin, thinking of poorme what does he have, oh i should not even be enjoying this my oh my there are people like me who have so much less i have my kiss embroidered so neat i carry it on a kerchief with me i place it to lips that eat meat as well just as much and as many as ewe thinking of poorme she tells me sometimes it is true thinking of poorme is her job she is no snob Parme does not rhyme with erline.