14, Number 80, August/September 2011 The Wedding Day by Lorna Wilson
The wedding day is just one
day, and yet you will revisit it time
and time again, in your memories. What
magic, what mystery will unfold, as the life that
you share begins. And all this will come to pass in
just one day.
Such a day was April 29, a date that is now part of
Atime for British pride, the day that young William
wed his bride.
Rich and poor gather today to hear the vows that
mark a new beginning.
The city moved to a cheerful beat, and children danced
in the street, on the day that Will and Kate wed.
Many a tear will be shed, and memories will be made, as
two young people leave the church, their lives forever
Horses will thunder by, and old ladies will sigh, on this,
the wedding day.
An ancient abbey waits to write another chapter in
history. Today, there are trees growing in pots along the
aisles! And flowers abound, in the venerable arches, on
the wedding day!
Still, no longer, the old church is vibrant. People are
gathered here for a joyous occasion.
The trumpets sounded, and the Queen arrived, all decked
in golden splendour.
But on this occasion, even the Queen was waiting,
impatient for the next guest to arrive.
All eyes were turned to the door and soon they were
rewarded with the sight of a lovely young woman,
grasping the hands of cherubic children, dressed in
With an elegant smile, she grasped their hands and
guided them graciously, to their place in history. This she
accomplished with hardly a sign of nerves, or were the
children guiding her?
Then, as bells pealed, all heads turned to glimpse the
bride, this special woman, who had captured the heart of
a prince. A billion eyes watched, and a billion eyes were
rewarded when a vision of delicate beauty swept into the
church, on the arms of her father, carrying with her the
highest values and hopes of the British Empire.
Aflutter of lace, a serene smile and a vision of loveliness
as she entered the church and there was history in the
making. The crowd roared, and all hearts were beating
fast, on this very special day.
At a slow pace, the party proceeded, as majestic music
filled the eaves of the old church.
At least one young man was so nervous and excited that
he could hardly breathe, and why shouldn’t he be, on
this, his wedding day.
Today, flowers are filling every niche, and beneath all
this, cascading lace graces the aisle of that venerable
church, as the highest ideals and hopes of the nation are
carried to the altar by this lovely, young bride.
A warm glance and a pleasant word was exchanged at
the altar, and there they were, for all to see, as they took
their place in history.
It seemed like only moments had passed and the young
couple emerged into the sunlight, their lives forever
Then, what magnificent pageantry there was!
Forty-six horsemen on proud display led the charge, at
the Queen’s command. An equal number of trumpeters
followed, and the stage was set.
Hearts beat fast as the procession passed, and all were
glad to be a part of it.
There was hardly a dry eye as the young couple passed
And all this came to pass, on the wedding day.
A shy kiss stolen on a balcony, and their lives together
A gold band symbolized it all, but hardly fit - oh, dear -
on the wedding day.
A vision of loveliness and a smile so serene.
A day to delight the senses.
Signs and posters held above the crowd were of William
and Kate - on this, their wedding day.
And now the Abbey is silent once more and the horses
Another day has passed, on the British Isles.
Staid and composed once more,
Old London Town has returned to its dreary routine.
But one day, when this wedding is almost forgotten,
it will revel in joy again, as it did when William and Kate
The glory of Britannia will shine again, and the sun will
rise on other days just as grand, as this, the wedding day.