(Hip hip hooray, my little brother got married yesterday! After a tear-filled ceremony, friends and family met for a lovely wedding luncheon. The banquet hall was decorated like a "Christmas romance"--complete with holly berries, greenery, candles, white lights, and a Christmas tree. It was fifty percent magical and fifty percent dreamy! I wrote a poem for Tyler and Danelle, and my sweet sis, Erika, read it with me at the luncheon. Just thought I'd share it here!)
(A Love Poem)
Once upon a time,
but not very long ago,
a boy met a girl in his Math class,
and his love started to exponentially grow.
She was the perfect equation
of beauty and charm and wit.
Cupid ran out of arrows in algebra;
he threw a textbook, and the boy was hit.
It didn't take long for this dazzling girl,
to reciprocate all of his love.
They dated and kissed and had lots of fun,
people said, “They fit like a glove!”
Not even a homeless Math teacher
could keep one boy plus one girl apart.
Division was futile; they were inseparable.
Love multiplied in their hearts.
Then one day, the boy measured his heart,
and found at the square root of it all--
The girl with the socks that never matched,
would be his bride, and the jeweler he'd call.
His question was, “Will you marry me?”
Asked by their beloved tire swing.
She solved the proof, by saying, “Yes,”
and donned a wedding ring.
And now we celebrate a marriage,
with snow and joy and laughter.
ALL are grateful Ty and Danelle came together,
to live happily ever after.
Just one final, poetic thought,
from an older and wiser sis--
I've been around, I've learned a lot,
And the moral to the story problem is this...
People will tell you love is about Chemistry or Biology,
and whenever I hear that I always laugh.
What people don't know is that you can find your forever
in something as boring as Math!