I am getting married in exactly 2 months, my mind is a whirlwind of anxiety, excitement, and other emotions!


No more Berry

The time is drawing near
what a girl dreams of all her life
Of flowers, dresses, and pretty things
and becoming someone's wife
Not just a someone, but a soulmate and a friend
a promise to be faithful, until the very end


There is so much to do still, where goes all the time?
it seems only yesterday, I was just a child
Wondering who "he" would be..
I am sure everything will come together
as it always does

So...to everyone I know, wish me luck
For now, and always, and the future that lies ahead
I will no longer be a " Berry", but a " Porter" instead!



Poetry by Teala
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Written on 2006-01-18 at 21:51

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Zoya Zaidi
I can hear the wedding bells,
Ringing in my ears,
That you are getting married my dear,
Happiness, it spells,
Tommorrow you'll wear a white muslin gown,
Flowers in your hair,
On your arm will be young Yancee,
His hair ruffled and fair,
He will look deep into your brown eyes,
Your heart'll race like a mare,
You will say: "I DO?", and he will,
Kiss your lips, without fear!

All the best for your married life,
May it be happy & without a care!
Amen!

((((loving Hugs for th bride to be)))))
Don't leave the Bay!
We will wait for you to come back with more romantic, passionate poems, glowing with the new married life's bliss and ecstasy!!!
LOVE, XXX, Zoya
2006-01-19