Get the tissues out - Bittersweet poem
Friend of the Bride
Hold back the confetti, the rice and the noise
In the midst of this day with its pomp and its joys
The Bride needs a moment of silence because
Someone has followed on weary old paws.
Someone who followed her over the lawn,
Through childhood and girlhood and spring-times long gone.
Who scrambled the hillsides or splashed in the streams,
Who soothed all the bruises and dusted her dreams,
Has followed her now on old limbs that have slowed
To the end of the driveway, the fork in the road.
Hush for a moment, then lower your eyes........
The Bride and her friend want to say their good-byes.
Peggy Bialosky
Hold back the confetti, the rice and the noise
In the midst of this day with its pomp and its joys
The Bride needs a moment of silence because
Someone has followed on weary old paws.
Someone who followed her over the lawn,
Through childhood and girlhood and spring-times long gone.
Who scrambled the hillsides or splashed in the streams,
Who soothed all the bruises and dusted her dreams,
Has followed her now on old limbs that have slowed
To the end of the driveway, the fork in the road.
Hush for a moment, then lower your eyes........
The Bride and her friend want to say their good-byes.
Peggy Bialosky
