Ode to Sinead and Jake

When you told me you were getting married, 

I smiled in disbelief… 

after all these years?!

I’m sure that even your parents felt some relief.

You two aren’t a typical whirlwind romance, 

But rather, slow burners – 

giving your love a real chance.

I didn’t imagine either of you as the “fairytale wedding” types

But a girl usually has just one chance

to get this whole wedding shebang just right!

So why not a castle with its own lake, 

bridesmaids, archways of hydrangeas,

and an hundred or so guests?!

You look stunning, my darling – 

And it’s not just that beautiful dress! 

So while Jake may not be your typical groom 

– minus best man, incessant nausea,

 and with a pending air of “doom” – 

he’s the luckiest man now that he’s stood next to you.

For those of you who have experienced love and marriage,

I hope Sinead and Jake remind you of the vows you once spoke, 

Facing each other, eye to eye

Committing yourselves to one another

In sickness, health, and love – for life. 

The depth of these vows to each other

They are sacred, and are blessings

– though same may say along the line, 

also a curse! 

But I reckon losing love, or never finding it, could be worse.

You’ve given us joy, and hope – and a dreamy sense of wonder…

That shows us just how much you mean to each other.

And at the end of the day, 

all us single people still really believe, 

That one day we might ourselves take centre stage 

in just as beautiful a ceremony of love

As we’ve all been witness to today.

 

 

A poem written for a good friend and her husband, and gifted to them on their wedding day. I just hope they really love it – it took me months of writing and editing to get it to this standard, and I really enjoyed working on it! 🙂

Written content is © All rights are reserved. May 2017.

REBLOG: When actions speak louder than words…

When I first started working in Luxembourg, one of the top Managing Partners of a law firm gave me a piece of advice: “I operate with one rule, if you don’t want something to end up on the front page of a paper, then don’t do it”.

While it sounded alright, at the time it seemed a bit much – I was from London and I wasn’t used to the size of the market. He was a Partner at a tier one law firm and I thought it was probably more key for someone with that position; after all, in London…

The blog post continues here: http://fundspartnership.com/why-actions-speak-louder-than-words/

Family, life, and everything after

Love is a funny thing;

It lightens your soul

and brings you firmly back to ground.

It lifts your spirits,

And makes you want more…

It fills your heart, your essence, your being

And in the next instant it can turn so ugly,

So poor…

An afterthought, 

as communication breaks down

And once accepted contentment

becomes a bore.

But highs and lows are what life’s all about

And love is a round circle that never ends – 

not really,

not deep down.

Love springs from birth,

from a chance meeting, 

from school

or from general drinking –

If it’s worth it,

it’s love, never ending.

Whether family, friends or companion, 

love begets love, 

and the world keeps turning.

DNA journeys – and how we are all connected

On the subject of “we are one“, this video clip made me well up – we really are all immigrants, and there is no better way to prove it than through DNA test analysis.

Please take a moment to appreciate this truly beautiful insight into human DNA and migration across our little planet called Earth.

When Strangers Meet

#onelove #peace #weareone

We are one

There is a lot going on in the world right now – especially the bad and the ugly… but there are also beautiful moments too. This video by TV2 Denmark truly reinforces the message that we are not alone, that despite our backgrounds, or what we do for a living now, we connect on so many more levels than first meets the eye.

Thank you once again, Denmark.

#onelove #weareone

Bed’s warmth calls again

 

The sun was rising, a haze filling the skyline ahead
The frost kissing the grass, leaving it’s gentle sparkle
The low cloud hugging the hilltops as we drove along
Eurythmics serenaded us as our dreams slipped further away
While work drew closer with every second
Exciting but dismal as our days stretched before us
Sweet thoughts of turning back round,  running to the warmth of bed again
But alas, with money comes responsibility
and nothing in life is free
So we wind our way into the city, leaving peace for the day
Only to return when we have nothing left to say
Written content is © All rights are reserved. September 2011.