They didn't just make me participate in the skit, they made me take a feature role. That was scary. As prone as I am to stage fright, however, I have to admit that it was fun. I got to be a ditzy sorority girl. Finally, a practical use for all of the valley girl speak I learned in the '80's.
Anyway, here's the poem. Feedback is welcome.
With this ring,
I make this promise:
To take your hand,
and to hold it tight,
as we struggle,
as we coast,
as we conquer,
as we fall,
as one, always.
I will not let go.
With this ring,
I make this vow:
To take your heart,
and make it my own.
Your hurts,
your joys,
your dreams,
your losses,
are mine, til death.
Our hearts beat as one.
With this ring,
I make this pledge:
To love your life
As I love my own.
My riches,
my glories,
my hopes,
my future.
My life is yours,
as yours is mine.
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