Wedding Day Nerves
by Stuart Macfarlane
Today we stand before the altar
of love,
With nervous shuffles we take our
places,
Bridesmaids and grooms like
sentries stand,
Minister speaks of duty,
responsibility and commitment,
“Will you take this woman . . .
for as long as you both shall live?”
Stop! This is madness!
When the Champagne is finished
and the celebrations end,
When rain has washed away the
last piece of confetti,
What then?
You look at me and smile,
A smile full of warmth and
understanding,
My worries melt away,
I know tomorrow is ours to
behold,
And just like yesterday and
today,
We will fill it with our love.
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