That Special Day
As I dress my self for the special day.
I whisper a prayer to help me along the way.
Looking in the mirror at my mothers beautiful dress.
She lovingly sewed together, so I could look my best.
My beloved is a mystery just for that special hour.
I smile to myself as I gather my bouquet of flowers.
The music plays, as I walk down the aisle with my father.
He winks at me, after giving me away to another.
Family gathers tissues and a hush covers the place.
As we exchange vows, he gathers me up into a loving embrace.
I barely heard the words "you may kiss your bride".
My husband raised my veil, kissed me tenderly as I cried.
We are now as one, united in holy matrimony, thus begins our path.
Together we will take on each day, enjoying each other as if was our last.
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