For Sarah

Memories on your Wedding Day

By your padre, August 11, 2001

As I'm here beside you, waiting

for wedding vows, about to start,

I find a flood of memories

all stirred up within my heart.

I loved you from the moment

when first I saw, your deep dark eyes,

that viewed the world around you

With quiet wonder and surprise.

We sought to find the perfect name

To complement your every trait

And when we couldn't quite agree, we

compromised and gave you eight.

Though I called you Sarah no-nose

Still, I loved your cherub face,

Framed in puppy tails and bows,

Made of frilly purple lace.

I called you, my Petunia

Such a moody little flower,

Any little word, might cause a change

Sometimes giddy, and sometimes dour.

Sometimes you were naughty

But there was nothing I could do

'Cause you'd sing "Jesus Loves Me"

When I tried to punish you.

And it always made me giggle

And I always said, "okay"

Then from my arms you'd wiggle

And toddle off again to play

As your father, I have erred,

Yet I have tried to help and guide,

And whenever you've had problems

I've always tried to take your side.

And that is where I am today

I am prepared, to do my part,

And give your hand in marriage

To this young man, who's won your heart.

I fear our lives will never be the same.

You've made laugh and you've made me cry,

And though I'm glad you're getting married

It's awfully hard to say, "Good-bye."

So James, although it makes me sad,

I herewith, give her for your wife,

A gift I pray you'll treasure

And remain with all your life.

So, as you start your life anew

On this, your special day, I pray

That Christ will bless your marriage

And faith and love, will rule each day.