for Ashley and Trent
Joyous tears lie just ahead,
for Trent and Ashley
will seal their love today.
Pipes, strings, brass and voices
will soar beneath
Saint Peters towering nave
and we'll rise as one to affirm
their pledge of love and faith.
They met in band at Belleville East
and always seemed to know
that on some spring morn in June
they would stand at the altar
to vow their lives to constancy.
We all knew it too and today
we would be no other place
for hope unbounded rules the day
and echoes in our grateful hearts.
May 21, 2016
May 21, 2016 at 11:30 PM UTC
for Ashley and Trent
Joyous tears lie just ahead,
for Trent and Ashley
will seal their love today.
Pipes, strings, brass and voices
will soar beneath
Saint Peters towering nave
and we'll rise as one to affirm
their pledge of love and faith.
They met in band at Belleville East
and always seemed to know
that on some spring morn in June
they would stand at the altar
to vow their lives to constancy.
We all knew it too and today
we would be no other place
for hope unbounded rules the day
and echoes in our grateful hearts.
Another refugee poem from Poetfreak. The title is from a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins called At the Wedding March.
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