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| The Saga of a Stolen Wedding |
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| The Saga Of A Stolen Wedding A sunlit day for a wedding, The union of a maid and her knight. The service had hardly begun When two little elves came into sight. Now, these two little gems were just perfect, No one saw the extent of their part. But destiny works in strange ways, And this time right from the start. A lovely little lass With blonde hair cut to bangs, And a confident lad with a smile, Yet on them, the wedding hangs. A flower girl in her gown, A tux for the ring bearing boy. They played their part to perfection, Maybe a deviation or so for joy. But they were so cute In their spirited way, Some say they stole The scene for the day. |
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| Copywrited Poetry of George C. Clements |