DOWN THE AISLE

Covered by the immaculate white,
With red and blue roses besides,
Sandwitched by jovial maidens,
Is the splint that ignites the heart,
A nap that refreshes the mind,
And a stimulant that steady the nerves,
Pick those roses,
And arise agains all forces.

For better for worse,
Are the words of your mouth,
Keep them even when things reverse,
When in the North and in the South,
For today you are made an item,
Bound by this ring, fine and smooth,
Slow down the pace,look into his face,
Pick the roses and keep the pace.

Deep down your heart,
Write with a thick ink,
This phrase “I Do”,
Recite it every moment,
Let it strengthen your union,
Keep the words of your mouth,
Slow down the pace, look into his face,
Pick the roses and keep the pace.

Show your hidden face,
Smile at the congregation,
Be happy for finishing the race,
Nod to the great acclamation,
Slow down the pace, look into his face,
Pick the roses and keep the pace.

@Sebby_The Poet
All rights reserved
~2016~

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