Charlotte Sometimes

It's not every day someone very dear to you gets fictionally engaged as a result of what could have been a very embarrassing situation involving a hens-night set of penis drinking straws at a news agency.

Just looking at Charlotte I hear that same ol' tune....bahm bah ba bahm and see myself carrying her train gracefully into her fictional ceremony.

The Beautiful Bride-to-be

As fictional maid of honour, I have written a poem to recite in my toast to the happy couple.

Love of Mine

This is what we shall have, dear Love of Mine

Not a world of fancy, but of life, divine.

May our hearts have never a day with greed

For in our bodies we have all we need.

May our love be the same cold on the streets

Or in luxury, wrapped in silken sheets.

May we never run out of words to speak

Even if we shall not talk for a week.

May our hands harden when weather is rough

For our touch will be tender enough.

May our feet be worn as we walk together

Yet remain our spirits light as feather.

May they let the rain and lightning come

We can find shelter and wait for the sun.

May we dream of love brighter than fame

And awake to a world just the same.

Congratulations Charlie, I wish you and......... all the best xx