At The Church
J Joyce Hemsley
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Looking back to yesterday:
A warm glow possessed me
With each wedding vow.
My heart 'beat' within me
I remember it now.
When the Service was over,
We reached the Church door,
And confetti confirmed
Loneliness was o'er.
My groom close beside me
Gently holding my hand...
Now to live and love as one
In a future we'd planned.
Looking back to yesterday.
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