I walk in lace of purest white, I come to the day I have dreamed of all of my life. With Roses and babies breath adoring my hair. I have become a treasure most precious, an object of pure desire. In a breathless moment I take my place in a grand precession on this special day. As all eyes turn to me and through a lacy white veil, I look forward as I take my first steps into a moment of a dream. Though I am in quiet reverence of this moment, I am bursting with joy inside, for I walk in lace at last to become my soul mates loving bride.