I have a garden of my own, Shining with
flowers of every hue; I love it dearly while alone, But I shall love it more
with you.
— Thomas Moore
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LilSweetHearts Wedding Poetry |
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A Wedding Wind
A wedding wind blows in your ear.
It whispers of the day,
With promises of love so dear,
And songs that sweetly play.
A wedding wind does haunt your sleep
It follows you at night,
Listening to sweet dreams you keep
Until the morning light.
A wedding wind blows out and in.
It dances night and day,
With Cupid's laugh and Puck-ish grin
A wedding wind does play.
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