Wedding Poem

I was honoured to be asked by a work colleague to write a poem for her and her Fiance for their wedding.

They sent me brief details of how they met and their lives together so far – including bits about their interests, and moving in together.

I took what I was given, and came up with the following poem:

 

Like all stories, Kate and Jon’s tale has a beginning;

Theirs starts in Worth Matravers – where Corinne West was singing.

Jon caught Kate’s eye when he told folk to ‘F-Off’ – quite daring!

She then invited her parents to join them (they avoided the swearing).

It’s Marc’s fault Kate was there – he’s from San Francisco:

He suggested that Kate on that date shall go.

And thank God he did, for Kate and Jon soon got talking,

About a mutual love of cycling (so much better than walking!)

A few dates were arranged – live bands and the flicks

Jon teaches computer animation, so knows all the tricks.

At Jungle Book Jon explained how they animated beasts and birds,

While Kate belted out the songs – she knows all the words!

After one year together they decided to cohabitate,

Kate moved in and became Jon’s permanent flatmate!

A 2nd floor flat meant carrying bikes up and down stairs,

But Kate built up such strength, she could carry bikes in pairs!

Jon’s friends say that it must have been love at first sight,

Because Kate has permanent loan of Jon’s two most treasured bikes!

Jon and Kate have just purchased a three bedroom house:

One bedroom for them, one for guests, and one for the bikes no doubt.

They still cycle often – and run, and swim in the sea,

Though most journey’s end in the pub for one (two, or three!)

They also go camping – always a good time well spent

Though they just take their bivvy bags – and do away with a tent!?!

When Kate marries Jon she’ll become Mrs Macey;

Nothing funny in that – it’s not silly or racey.

I wouldn’t insult Kate – less she get angry and go ‘Grrr!’

Which both Jon and Kate’s dad have heard first hand from her.

There were doubts that a rhyme for ‘Grr’ could be found in this poem,

But there’s always a way – if you’re patient and know ’em.

So that’s Kate and Jon’s story – and there’s no need to explain

Why they’re in love with each other, and have formed their own chain

Which drives the wheels of their love bike – an amazing two seater,

So here’s to a lifetime of cycling – nothing else could be sweeter.