Our Las Vegas Wedding ( For My Love)

As our feet finally touch down on safe terra firma,

Thoughts of our marriage could not be further,

Jetlagged and weary,

In a strange foreign land,

From our port hole window,

Bright lights...rock silhouette,

Darkness disguising its sand.

 

Overwhelmed and exhausted,

Blackpool times a million is the feeling i get,

As we step into the terminal,

From our large jumbo jet.

 

First sound we hear is the jingles of fruit machines,

Welcoming you to Vegas,

Its not all that it seems!

 

Just a teaser...a taster...a hint if you will,

A fantasy land to the tourists,

A slave to the dollar bill,

My comparisons to a large Blackpool,

Could not be further from the truth,

As we stand dumbfounded and wowed by its majestic proof!

 

The reason for our visit is our imminent marriage,

As we wait nervously for our luxury carriage,

Wee Kirk of the Heather Chapel is our quaint destination,

Chosen for Scottish links,

To be the venue of our elation!

 

My mind is awash with mistakes i may make,

A dropped ring or a kiss the wrong way,

My bride smiles and reassures me....she feels the same way!

 

Standing at the altar..as chapel door opens,

My beautiful bride in blue appears,

My heart starts to race as i choke back a tear,

Soon we unite at the head of the altar,

Its now that i realise this is natural,

Im calm, i will not falter!

 

Preliminary vows are read by the Minister,

Uniting our vows,

To pronounce us Mrs and Mr,

Our evident relief,

As we walk from the chapel,

Hand in hand to the flash of the camera,

We kiss on the boulevard to start a new chapter in our life,

So here's to our future,

And did i mention....My beautiful wife!

 

Copyright S Rose