The Wedding

The Wedding.

With the sun in the Sky's,
It was the same in both their eyes.
Sunny,
A catholic Wedding and songs of joy.
But down to earth,
Without any "pomp and circumstance" i have witnessed before.
And it ended with raptourous applause.

With the week of sunshine,
Continuing to shine all the way through,
After the doors were opened, pictures taken, it was spitting and we knew.
The cars were our destiny.

Romford was the wedding, Hornchuch the Buffet and free flow bar.
But even there friends, end up on taking the piss, and taking it a little too far

No speeches, no bridesmaids, just flowers and a car.
All the exspensives that I saw were ploughed into the bar.
It was lovely, just them being real in these times, as adding the other costs to a wedding,
can just blow your mind.

It was an honour to be invited, and we wish them both well,
Having lots of happy times through there life, I know they will.