Haiku Wedding Bells Bong

My wedding story

Haiku Wedding Bells Bong

It’s my wedding day

Beautiful dress and long veil

Flowing behind me

 

 

I take my brides walk

But the carpet is unrolled

I must climb over

 

 

 

Not so gracefully

I’m finally over the top

What else could happen?

 

 

 

Who gives this woman?

My uncle spoke up loudly

Her mother and I

 

 

 

Then I felt the bong

Uncle’s foot caught in my veil

And ripped off my head

 

 

Veil lay on the floor

My Maid of Honor came through

She replaced my veil

 

 

 

Nervous tears falling

Finally our vows were spoken

We both said I do

 

 

 

You may kiss the bride

The preacher said with a smile

It’s finally over

 

 

 

He tilted my head

Veil fell again upon the floor

In a heap of lace

 

 

On my head again

We took the bride and groom walk

Down the aisle we strolled

 

 

 

 

I held tight my veil

Husband carried my bouquet

A smile on his face

 

 

 

It’s been forty years

Since my wedding bell bonging

Day I can’t forget

 

 

 

Preacher moved away

Returned after many years

And he remembered

 

 

When he shook my hand

He had a smile on his face

And whispered these words

 

 

 

Of all the weddings

I’ve performed throughout my life

Yours was the most fun

 

 

 

Wedding bells may bong

But sometimes they make you smile

Fondly remembered

 

 

 

We now laugh and smile

As we tell our grandchildren

Our wedding bonging

 

 

My fond memory

Was once a catastrophe

Their favorite story

 

 

Reviews

[Frances O'Neill]

One of the longest strings in a while! Bet that brought back memories!

[Sister Suzie]

Although not funny at the time. I know you are getting a good laugh out it nowdays. Funny Funny Funny

[Lizanne]

On a rainy, dreary evening, after the thunder scared the dog and he peed on my new wood floor, You made me laugh. I loved it! You are just so darned talented.

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Lol .. the veil drama
Very funny

"I held tight my veil
Husband carried my bouquet
A smile on his face"

Thanks for submitting in my contest

[charlotte talley]

Oh man, this was a great write about your wedding day. I remember mine, my husband and I got married at city hall, when it was time for us to stand before the judge we were number 17 my husband repeated every line that the judge was saying, and when it came for him to answer I Do, he paused for a minute. I had to hit him to answer the judge. I want to renew our vows, maybe we will one day. but getting back to the poem I loved it. You always write beautiful and inspiring things. thanks for the read.