A NEW BLOSSOM ON AN OLD TREE

The futures not ours to see but look at it

Covered in hope to witness Love again

Love has magic powers the ceremony is marriage

From it springs new life; a new blossom on an old tree

Every year the flower smells sweeter and looks pinker

The fruits are plentiful and the roots dig deeper

The earth it holds this marriage tree

The changing seasons and the beautiful blossoms

The sunlight dances after a storm

Making up after a fight what a wonderful world

Marriage can be between a good night and a bad dream

But when love is joined it joins families

The white dress and the wonderful wine

This handsome old prince that used to be mine

While every bride has only one first time

I hope in this marriage is your last time too

To the bride …  welcome to our family welcome to our children, welcome to our

homes, our money and welcome to the end of my beginning.

TRACEYTAWHIAO(C)2010