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The GroomFor this moment He was born, To this woman He'll be sworn! To love for ever On this day, His singing heart Longs to say! As she graces Down the aisle, He stands in awe Of her style! Tears of joy Smudge his cheeks. His feelings surge, His knees feel weak. To love her deeply He resolves, As in her magic He dissolves! Joy Weare. 23rd October, 2005. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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