My in-laws came like they were forced;
My grandma broke her wrist.
My pink bouquet my mother sourced,
Objections (mine) dismissed.
My grandma broke her wrist.
My pink bouquet my mother sourced,
Objections (mine) dismissed.
My husband’s suit was corduroy
And he refused a tie
But just his presence brought me joy;
On that I could rely.
And he refused a tie
But just his presence brought me joy;
On that I could rely.
The rabbi said the blessings then
The in-laws promptly left,
But happy feelings rose again
And no one felt bereft.
The in-laws promptly left,
But happy feelings rose again
And no one felt bereft.
The turkey meal was next unveiled.
(It was Thanksgiving Day.)
Now 42 more ships have sailed;
We’re older now, and gray.
(It was Thanksgiving Day.)
Now 42 more ships have sailed;
We’re older now, and gray.
Yet looking back, I marvel at
The sureness in our vow,
A wedding promise made and that
We both still honor now.
The sureness in our vow,
A wedding promise made and that
We both still honor now.
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