FOR HIS INNOCENT BRIDE

Love takes you to the alter,
Let not love be altered,
Altered love cause you sorrow.
Go and walk past the pew,
Go and wear the ring of vow,
Then they'll bide thee adiew.

People, pigs, feast and gongs
Will mark your silvery gown.
Never to walk in the days gone,
May your sorrows be gone.
As love takes you to new heights,
May your childhood be never nigh.

Showers of affections, blessing,
Tears of joy will come raining.
Their longings finally fulfilled,
Long after life spans are filled.
Dad's li'l girl now walks the pew
On her own to take her final vow.

REMEMBER

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Remember? That first walk together,
those few steps leading to enthused hopes,

and the stolen glances along the way.
So clearly spoken in meaningful gestures,
feelings so firm, so secure, so new and real,
when doubts were too silly and illusory.

Remember? The walk in the abandoned lane
where memories came alive along the way.
Wild roses now lining the crumbled steps.
Do you wander alone into the ruined dreams?
The beaten path to the past nothing
that make you yearn for one last glimpse.

Remember? The decayed portrait of love birds,
poorly painted, poor man's gift lovingly placed,
dotted in tear-drops and left on the wall.
Do you feel deprived and disillusioned?
Comforted in meaningless words of the past
penned and immortalized in silly love letters.

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