On my big day it seems that all those things perfectly planned had a mind of their own.
Things didn’t fall into place as we all thought they would.
But then their was my husband in Marshfield, when he was supposed to be in Brookline.
It seems he locked his keys in his car. Oh how could this be.
Thank goodness for AAA who sent him on his way.
Arriving at the church, the doors are locked with no one in sight.
Finally we are saved, but not before the food arrives knowing that we can’t get in.
Once inside, things we had set up the night before were no longer in place.
While other things were just plain missing.
Lots of hands and lots of love got everything back in their place.
The bride back home getting dressed with one late bridesmaid, hair to be done, and a late limo.
The limo driver tries to take us hostage not allowing us out of the locked doors.
Finally free the women dash to put on their dresses.
Everyone looks beautiful, and all things in their place we later realize that
we were not alone for there was an orb covering the grooms entire face.
It is believed to be the spirit of either or both of his late parents, hopefully giving their blessing on their son’s special day.
The night ends with everyone being happy and all things in their place, with no other orbs about the grooms face.
My Wedding Orb©
Copyright 2013
By Felina Silver Robinson
The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 