The sky turned a merry shade
And out came the morning sun
Soaring out of their nests, birds twittered
In a distinct house, a maiden fiddled

The mirror showed her, herself
A rosy glow in her cheeks
Her mind clasping a fond memory
'The mop of ruffled hair, bouncing by the flurry'

Ladies and gentlemen, in pleading shades of pastel
And restless kids turning in their outfits
Made way into the room, towards the rows
For they gathered to witness the meeting of two, the bearer of vows

In crisp black attire, stood a man
And by distant carpets, the crowd held its breath
Door revealed, and out stepped a girl
Her pearl whites flowing around in a swirl

Steps taken, and held breaths
The bride reached the groom
Vows and promises, they held each other
Their lives intertwined in a mere color