Tuesday 25 November 2008

A Poem for Mr and Mrs Shaw

It doesn’t seem that long ago since Sam was on bended knee,
While feeling in a romantic mood he said: “Penny will you marry me?”

The diamond ring he chose himself with the magic of Cyber Space,
I for one would have loved to have seen the look on her giddy face!

We all know what her answer was; she didn’t leave him guessing,
They celebrated with champagne, and then began the planning and the stressing!

The venue booked, the bridesmaids picked, even the dress was chosen,
The invites sent, the date was set – November? I hope we won’t be frozen!

So, stags and hens have had their fun with the aid of a little booze,
And all the guests have scrubbed up well in new togs, and hats and shoes.

I’m pleased today I’ve not lost my brother but gained a sister-in-law,
So, please join with me and lets get on with it – and celebrate the new Mr and Mrs Shaw!