on my wedding day

i want sweaty palms
and underarms
i wanna miss breakfast
'scuze me, but i might be kinda nervous
anxiously waiting to walk down the aisles of forever.

i want my beautiful mother there by my side
beaming with pride,
at a daughter she never thought would
learn to grow up
and i want my father
with tears in his eyes over a little girl
he finally has to let go.

i want my girlfriends to fuss around me
massage my feet if need be
that is, if they can catch me
man, i'll probably
be hustling and bustling around
on my wedding day.

i want a congregation filled with my family
and extended family
friends and neighbours, brothers and sisters
people on whom i have depended once and a while
who have helped shape this ingenue into this
ever blushing bride

and i really want
when i walk down that aisle
all eyes on me
while my eyes are only on -
the father of my future child
future husband to this ever blushing bride
my best friend, lover, parallel soul
as we prepare for forever, together
one day at a time.




(oh my wedding day will just be do super!!!!! will you be there?)