I have been to so many weddings, and I was able to relate to your poem. I love the way you describe the cake, orchestra and rings. it is so true that the festivities end, and it is time to say goodbye and head to the honeymoon night. But then, your poem makes me wonder, what happens after the honeymoon? Since there are so many divorces out there, I wonder, "what goes wrong?". Also, I wonder, do men and women understand the words of the songs that they hear at their wedding? Do they even know what the metallic rings symbolize? The wedding and honeymoon are so romantic and traditional, but how do men and women keep the music playing after the honeymoon? Your poem made me think about all of these things. Stop into my den if you have a chance. I would love to hear your thoughts about my writing.

Weddings are something to be remembered and attended with joy and dignity. Saying the vowels and keeping them are to be attended with faith, courage and truth. God made man for women and they are never to part til death. To bad so many divorces and separations go on in the world.