She enters in… dressed all in white <br />Porcelain skinned…with the largest of, “Mona Lisa” eyes. <br />Ruby lips…hair done up in Victorian of curls <br />Her father’s face… holding his look of loves adoring surprise. <br /> <br />The day had come…they’d all been waiting for <br />She was about to become a wife. <br />Giving her heart… now …forever more <br />To the man… she has lovingly taken for life. <br /> <br />The Pastor repeats…those much known words <br />“Do you take this woman to be your wife? ” <br />“And do you take this man my dearest one? <br />To love and cherish…till the end of life? ” <br /> <br />Rings now exchanged…place on left fingers hand <br />Then…gently sealed … with a kiss. <br />As she and her betrothed floated on down the aisle <br />In such perfect… now marital bliss. <br /> <br />By: Linda Winchell <br />Copyright: 2009 <br />**Dedicated to My Niece and her husband<br /><br />Linda Winchell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bride/
