In life, we must all take a stroll.
Down roads of experience and grace.
Yet, the time has come for satin and lace.
As rice is thrown and church bell’s toll,
Expect happiness on this fine day.
The sands between our feet,
Ebb gently back into the tide,
Where love grows far and wide.
Paths leading us all to meet.
Great day to get feet wet.
Come hither all within the festive.
Enjoy the sandals, grab…