Imagine, the 22nd of December
And my sister's wedding that evening
I had flown home for the holidays
Our red velvet full length dresses already
For the beautiful Christmas event!
Who was to know the developments ahead!
Gale winds were blowing in off the oceans
The ferries were all delayed from the island
The Christmas tree all lovely decorated
In the front view window, was waiting too
It seemed for the photographer to arrive
For the pictures of the lovely bride
Her parents and sister and family awaited
Little did we know the calm was going to change
There had been a little chip in the front window
From the lawnmower throwing up a little stone
Gust winds increased, and the photographer
Arrived with enthusiasm to take the pictures
Bang, crash, splintered glass, the Christmas tree
Was down and the front window broken in two!
Well in tears, the bride to be was hysterically
Crying "What are we going to do?"
The photographer was wiping his forehead
Anxiously and pulling his hair in tension!
Dad to the rescue, went and got a four by
eight sheet of plywood which we tried to hide
Behind the tree, and start taking pictures
Having calmed my sister down to smile now
The doorbell rings and in comes Uncle Fred
With his waistcoat watch out, looking
And with gusto said "Well I say it is High Tea time!
Our nerves were frazzled..family guests
Still far from out at sea on the ocean
The wedding an hour away
Well we the bridesmaids and bride
Had to hang out waiting in the Ladies washroom
As if blown in by the wind off the sea
And to top it off my brother in laws'
Mother strutted down the aisle
In a Maxi black coat
With hat to match with a huge peacock feather
Sticking out of it....Ceremonies began
All went well, despite the dropping of a ring
Which the amplifier made sound to those in
The church sound like a brick dropping
The lovely smorgasbord over, wishing all well
We were all congratulating the new couple
And thinking all would be on their way
Well it was not to be...the best man in his tuxedo
Had to ride the ferry in it as he locked himself
Out of his university dorm....to his embarassment
And come the next morning, my sister phoned
In tears...She had left her keys to her suitcase
Behind...So special delivery to the rescue
So they could enjoy their honeymoon
Still happy, and five children later
And as that day, still wishing them well
Pheew, I feel like I went through that day again!
Gold trophy winner
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congrats on the gold!
