Come close to me and hearken to <br />the wedding bells that bind us, <br />on this, our own September day <br />we leave the world behind us. <br /> <br />The kindness of the Preacherman <br />the gold upon my finger ~ <br />and those in love will understand <br />how heavenly kisses linger. <br /> <br />Hearts combine, yours and mine <br />we'll drink a toast together <br />and from now on the sun will shine <br />in the glory of September.<br /><br />Joyce Hemsley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-glorious-september/
