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Mom likes that you can sit and talk about anything,
but you're also happy just sitting with nothing to say,
either way, Mom feels most comfortable when you're near her,
Mom says her finest 24 hours were all on her wedding day.

You're great with the kids and you care for us all,
and I know as children go, I am like the third,
but when you said "I do" on our wedding day,
well, they were the sweetest words I've ever heard.

I give you my love forever true,
my truest ever words, spoken on our wedding day,
and "Idioma" or "Pansy", I love you,
but I do have a couple of other things to say:

And this little book is a special compilation,
actually, it's the perfect celebration of your life,
because you've been a simply wonderful stepmother,
and of course, you've been a loving and devoted wife.

And I'll never forget our beautiful, so perfect wedding,
I don't remember ever feeling as happy as I did on that day,
I will never forget the way you looked at me as you spoke,
your eyes said everything that you needed to say.

I remember Ma insisting, against my mother's wishes,
at my wedding, I should have salami on the meat trays,
she certainly taught me to stand up for myself,
but I'm grateful to her in so many other ways.

And thankfully, it wasn?t a shotgun wedding,
but I do want to thank you for the most special day of my life,
just know that you?re still my anchor, my King of Hearts,
even though, after being shot at, (NAME) made me his wife.

Because over that year our love has evolved,
and it's grown to become this beautiful, living thing
and I just wanted to say that I'm proud of you,
I'm very proud that you're wearing my wedding ring.

You wrote and read a poem at your father?s service,
and you spoke about him missing your wedding day,
and although that one line expresses so much,
it still means there's so much left to say:

As I try and write a few lines,
For your book called Thomas the Tank,
I am so very, very happy,
And I don't know who to thank.

Just like the sun that streamed through the stained glass windows,
a simple family wedding, marrying the man of my dreams,
I'll never forget the harpist, the beautiful small chapel,
that's where we became one of the world's finest teams.

We started with a small affair at (WEDDING VENUE),
but a few months later we entertained around 1000 guests,
we sought the blessings of the Gods, our family and friends,
well, I reckon that, with honours, we've passed many of the tests

You both love God, your church family and studying the bible,
and the good book has so very often, shown you the way,
and we're thankful for your many prayers together,
you've helped so many (and you've always known just what to say).

You love those old black and white movies,
and from Cleveland, you've travelled afar,
and I think our wedding song was simply perfect,
because you are loved: "Just the way you are"

I love the way you take your Baby Book to the library,
I love how you always want to fix everything,
even those things that you have no control over,
these are just some of the many joys that you bring.

We've been apart since our wedding,
a cold wintry morning on (DATE)
but it's only our jobs and circumstance that could separate us,
because only with you, my world's a better place to be.

We remember the camping trips at Mill Creek,
where skunks were always the uninvited guest,
and we'd attend the Presley's Mountain Music jubilee,
and Mom would laugh at Sid and the parts she liked the best.

So I kept on insisting that I would wear it,
especially for my annual school photo shoot,
Gran, you used to get into trouble a lot by Mom & Dad
because you were very generous with your hard earned loot.

You own a spa, massages, facials, make up,
personal training, you know, that sort of thing,
but there's something missing in your life,
even though you're wearing that wedding ring.

Because in no time at all we were off to Vegas,
thanks to the enormous generosity of our friends,
$36.00 worth of pennies and a double wedding later,
but that's not quite where this story ends.

Because it wasn't long before you could hear wedding bells,
Dad was nervous and the grapefruit juice said "hi!"
There you knelt at the alter, Dad white as a ghost,
and in his hands, he kept the juice (or gave it his very best try).

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