The organ rings out, its echoes are chanting their pledge
The music hits, and the crowds neck hairs are standing on edge.
The brides father is smiling, His mind ignoring the dollars.
Cos the moment is vital, evident by sweat on the Father's collar.
They swing their heads, and the groom uncomfortabley shifts.
The sight of his Bride walking the aisle, Causes his gut to dip
And turn and thrust and slip, Circle and Fall.
The tux begins to warm, making his body purple and all.
But he, ignores it, and bravely looks unto his Girl.
Only 18 years old, poor, but both are owning the world.
His smile returns in a fixed state, his eyes water and squint.
In parypheral visions, he sees his dad, and daughter with him.
He feels pride for his family, his lady right by his side.
Catches the child with glances, baby girl grins with a toothless smile.
The moment passes, and though elongated, he takes it in.
And cant believe that finally, He and Marie are making it..
And the crowd waits in their seat, with tears and sweat combined.
To hear their confessions, their feelings and hearts inside.
"I love you, and though I cant always provide proper for you.
I'll do my best, and with that, know my heart will top it for you,
Never ignore you, Well. maybe on that chance occasion..
I'll let you go on your own if you want, Cos I'll be waiting for you"
His vows recited, heart excited at the notion of change
They cry, for the first time, some true emotions exchanged.
And these tears that are sweet, sweeping and burnin their eyes through.
All seem to vanish, at her simple confession. "I do"
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