The days of bachelorhood are counting down and our lives will merge. Pamela Cruz Lozano and I. I’m winding her up by saying that I expect her to add “de Rogers” at the end of her name. Other times I just ignore her surnames and call her Pamela Rogers. One fell swoop and she has a brummie name.
About a month and a half to go. Still so much to do but so exciting. I’ve taken five minutes just to write this tiny poem.
Just a month to go
Your smile catapults on to my face,
With all the transparent joy it’s laced,
By marriage we’ll soon be embraced,
With our mannequins on the wedding cake placed.
Errands and chores to do,
Seating arrangements and menus to run through.
Hair to cut and colours to imbue,
Catholic marriage classes to attend to.
But all comes in its own time,
From vow-creating to the song the bells chime,
Wedding speeches spiked with tequila and lime,
But we know that the day will be sublime.
So keep that smile upon your face,
Let worries and stresses efface,
A little prayer to God’s grace.
Because our lives are to happily fall into place.
Just a month to go….