here comes the bride

As she proceeded, the all rise to acknowlege her heavenly precence.
Woman enived her
men fancied her
he loves her
Today was her day,
not a thing to be spoiled
she holds white roses,
as she marches to victory
she won this race as if there were no competion.
So radiant
so pure
so sweet
so, as bride should be.
dream of her, she is elegance.
he takes her hand an says "i do"
and she feels tears down her face
it is done, and all is well.