#REPOST: A FATHERS TALE The wedding bells keep ringing.. I fix - TopicsExpress



          

#REPOST: A FATHERS TALE The wedding bells keep ringing.. I fix my collar and straighten my tie.. I check if my shirt is properly tucked in.. I breathe in one last time... calm down..calm down... It wil be alright.. All you have to do is hold her hand and walk her down the aisle... Thats all... To the front of the church and thats it... Done i say to myself. The new man in her life will take her from me.. I will shake his hand and i will then proceed to take my seat next to my wife... We will listen to the Reverend give his sermon... He will get them to stand and we will listen and watch as the two exchange vows and promise to stay by each others side through thick and thin, richer or poorer, sickness and in health, till death does them apart... We will applaud and the the reverend will look to us and say what God has put together, let no man put asunder. He will then pronounce them man and wife and he will ask the man to kiss his bride... My little girl... My princess... We will hear the wows and the ooohhhs to the ahhhhs... And the ululating of the older women.,. The two will exit the church as a married couple.... But here i am... About to walk my little princess down the aisle to a nem life... A life where i will not have much a say as i had done all her life... She will have a new man she can to when she has a problem, another shoulder to cry on and a new set of hands to put together her dressing mirror... I will nolonger be her super hero..... I have to pass the torch on.... I always remember the first day i held her in my arms.... With a tear rolling down my face and a smile to acompany it... She was mine... My daughter... My product of love... Her body so tiny and fragile... Her small had trying so hard to hold a grip of my thumb.... Never had i felt so much joy... My love for the mother going to new heights... She was perfect. Thank God she had her mothers looks and not mine... Watched her grow from a baby to a kid, to a girl, to a lady... And now a woman... But still that little girl to me... The one i held in my arms and never wanted to let go of.,. But here we are... Me and her walking down the aisle to her new life... Everyone upstanding as they should when a princess is in there presence., we reach the front and i slightly unveil her veil to kiss her forehead and tell her i love her just like i did each night before she slept.... who gives away this woman to this man the reverend asks., i slowly get up and answer.... it is I...
Posted on: Wed, 16 Jul 2014 17:50:54 +0000

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