As she emerges from among the decorated trees,
life flashes in the form of memories;
seems like it were hardly a few hours,
when I’d seen her smile at the ring and flowers.
Down the aisle as I take her arm,
the sun also shines bright and warm;
never have I ever seen this glow,
that reflects on her face and lets me know;
this time it’s true, the love she has found,
and it’s enough for her to want it around.
Staring at her as she takes her wows,
hearing the laughter with the bouquet she throws;
freely from my eyes the tears flow,
as I realize it’s time for my little angel to go.