Twas the night before Christmas Wedding when all through the church
Everything was in place every step was rehearsed.
The lights were hung by the rafters with care
In hopes that Thomas Albert soon would be there.
The Bride was home all snug in her bed
While visions of ‘I Dos’ danced in her head.
Dad’s suit was all pressed along with my dress
And as Parents of the Bride we’re trying not to be stressed.
When out in the garage there arose such a clatter,
I ran down the stairs to see what was the matter.
The Brothers were there planning out a surprise
For the Bride and her Groom on their most special night.
I went up to my bed, but could not fall asleep.
I tossed and I turned then counted some sheep.
Instead of wasting time I decided to pray
And ask my Heavenly Father to…
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