For Mrs. Capere
Friends and Family gathered there,
Assembled in the park –
An artificial waterfall,
The sunset growing dark,
The bridal pair approaching me,
Each heart a growing spark.
“Friends and Family, we are here,”
I choked the sermon out,
And as you each produced your rings,
As solemnly you vowed,
I kept my tears on ice, my dear,
Too pure to be allowed.
Friends and Family watched you kiss;
I watched a beam of light
Lit upon your mother’s face,
And everything was right.
Happy wedding day, my dear.
Your future’s looking bright.
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