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Find the perfect wedding poem for your ceremony
Wedding Poems – Where to Start When Looking for the Perfect Words?
Roses are red, violets are blue, finding the perfect wedding poems is difficult, so let us do it for you …
We’ve spotted 10 of the best wedding poems that say it all – whether you’re looking for fun wedding poems to add a little humor to your service, or short romantic wedding poems to make your guests cry (within your strict limit of time).
Just a few things to consider before you start browsing our collection of wedding poems – the readings you choose for your ceremony should be chosen together. Before you choose, think about what matters to you: Do you want people to laugh at reading? Shout? Think about the meaning of true love (it’s best to leave some thinking time open for this one). Share a favorite group? Consider a reading of one of their songs. Do you like Disney? How about a Mickey and Minnie themed love party? Does it matter to you that your favorite wedding poems were out in the last 10 weddings you attended (ask yourself why, if he really says it perfectly?) Or do you want something really unique?
With that in mind, we’ve included classics and more unusual choices for you to consider. So without further ado (or ‘yes’, if you will), let us introduce you to 10 of our favorite wedding poems.
A passage from Captain Corelli’s Mandolin by Louis de Bernières
Love is fleeting madness,
it bursts like volcanoes then subsides.
And when it calms down, you have to make a decision.
You need to determine if your roots got so intertwined
how inconceivable that you will ever separate.
Because that’s love.
Love is not breathlessness
it’s not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of eternal passion.
It’s just being “in love” that any fool can do.
Love itself is what is left when love is consumed,
and it is both an art and a happy coincidence.
Those who really love have roots that grow together underground,
and when all the pretty flowers have fallen from their branches,
they find that they are one tree and not two.
Love by Roy Croft
(read the full poem on todays-weddings.com)
I love you,
Not just for what you are,
But for what I am
When I am with you.
I love you,
Not only for what
You made you
You make me.
I love you
For the part of me
That you bring out;
I love you
To put your hand
In my crowded heart
And by the way
All the stupid and weak things
That you can’t help
Seeing faintly there,
And to shoot
In the light
All the great deals
That no one else had watched
Far enough to find.
I love you
Because you did
More than any creed
Could have done
To do me good,
And more than any fate
To make me happy.
We both by AA Milne
(read the full poem on allpoetry.com)
Wherever I am there is always Pooh,
There is always Pooh and me.
Whatever I do he wants to do it
“Where are you going today?” said Winnie:
“Well, it’s very strange because I was too.
Let’s go together, ”said Pooh, he said.
“Let’s go together,” Pooh said.
… “I was not afraid,” said Winnie the Pooh, he said,
“I’m never afraid with you.”
So wherever I am there’s always Pooh,
There is always Pooh and me.
“What would I do?” I told Winnie,
“If it wasn’t for you,” and Pooh said, “That’s right,
It’s not a lot of fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, said Pooh, he said. “It’s like that” said Pooh
Sonnet 116 by William Shakespeare
Let me not admit obstacles to the marriage of true spirits.
Love is not love that alters when alteration finds,
or folds with nail polish remover to remove:
Oh no! It is a mark that is always fixed.
Who watches storms and is never shaken;
it is the star of every wandering boat,
whose value is unknown, although its size is taken.
Love is not a fool of time,
though rosy lips and cheeks come within the compass of his curved sickle;
love does not change with its brief hours and weeks,
but carry it to the brink of misfortune.
If it’s a mistake and on me proven,
I never write, nor any man has ever loved.
The shepherd passionate about his love by Christopher Marlowe
Come live with me and be my love
And we will prove all the pleasures
That the valleys, the groves, the hills and the fields,
Woods or steep mountains overlook.
And we will sit on the rocks,
Seeing the shepherds graze their flocks,
By shallow rivers whose falls
Melodious birds sing madrigals.
And I will make you beds of roses
And a thousand scented bouquets,
A flower hat and a skirt
All embroidered with myrtle leaves;
A dress made from the best wool
That of our pretty lambs we draw;
Slippers just lined for the cold,
With curls of the purest gold;
A belt of straw and ivy buds,
With coral clasps and amber studs:
And if these pleasures can move you,
Come live with me and be my love.
The shepherds will dance and sing
For your pleasure every morning in May:
If these delicacies, your mind can move,
So live with me and be my love.
What is Mickey without Minnie? Unknown author
(read the full poem on manticorethegreat.deviantart.com)
What is Mickey without Minnie,
Or Piglet without Teddy Bear,
What is Donald without Daisy?
It’s me without you.
When Ariel isn’t singing
and Winnie hates honey,
when Tigger stops bouncing,
and Goofy is no fun.
When Peter Pan can’t fly
and Simba never roars,
when Alice doesn’t come home anymore
through small doors.
When Dumbo’s ears are small,
and luckily forever is not true,
Even then, I won’t stop loving you.
Proud of Louise Wilson
As I approach the open dark wood doors,
As I hear the music start to play,
A surge of excitable nerves takes my fear,
As I remember what it took to get to this day.
Hidden under a display of friendship,
Create a web of lies,
Not knowing that everyone was watching me fall in love,
The love in my heart shining through my eyes.
Overcome shared opinions and comments,
Tell everyone, I’m in love!
My heart taken by a beautiful woman,
For once, love is enough.
So here I am today,
Walking towards you so proud
I am amazed because I only see your beauty,
I can’t hear the music or see the crowd.
I take your hand in mine,
How we fit so perfectly, so intelligently,
By far the most perfect day of my life,
Our proud civil ceremony.
Yes i will marry you by Pam Ayres
Yes, I will marry you, my dear,
And here is the reason why;
So I can push you out of bed
When the baby starts to cry
And if we hear knocking
And it’s scary and it’s late,
I hand you the torch you see,
And you investigate.
Yes, I will marry you, my dear,
You can’t apprehend it,
But when the dryer goes
You have to fix it,
You have to face the neighbor
If our labrador attacks him,
And if a drunkard caresses me
You have to hit him.
Yes i will marry you
You are manly and you are thin,
My house is like a pigsty
You can help keep it clean.
That sexy little dinner
That you served by candlelight,
As I make chipolatas,
You can cook it every night!
You have to work the drill
and set up curtain rods,
And when I have PMT it’s you who take the flak,
I see great benefits,
But none of them for you
And so before I see the light,
I do, I do, I do!
I’ll be there for you by Louise Cuddon
I’ll be there my darling, through thick and through thin
When your mind is in a mess and your head is spinning
When your plane was delayed and you missed the last train.
When life threatens to drive you crazy
When your exciting thriller has lost its last page
When someone tells you that you look your age
When your coffee is too cold and your wine is too hot
When the forecast said “Alright”, but you’re in a storm
When your break hotel turns into a slum
And your vacation photos only show your thumb
When you park for five minutes in a resident’s bay
And come back to find out you’ve been towed
When the jeans you bought in hope or in a rush
Just stand on your hips and don’t reach your waist
When the food you love the most makes you come out of red rashes
When as soon as you start the bloody thing crashes
So my darling, my darling, my dear …
When you break a rule, when you play the fool
When you got the flu, when you’re in a stew
When you are the last in the queue, don’t feel sad because
I’m telling you, I’ll be there.
Oh the places you’ll go by Dr Seuss
Today is your day.
Let’s go to the Great Places!
Let’s go !
You have a brain in your head.
You have your feet in your shoes.
You can head in any direction you want.
You are alone. And you know what you know. And YOU are the guy who will decide where to go.
…Oh! The places you will go!
You will go up!
You will see great views!
You will join the voltigeurs who fly to high heights.
You will not be late because you will have the speed. You will pass the whole gang and you will soon take the lead. Wherever you fly you will be the best of the best. Wherever you go, you will outdo everything else.
Except when you don’t.
Because sometimes you won’t.
You will get confused, of course, as you already know. You will be mixed up with many weird birds as you go. So be sure when you walk. Proceed with caution and tact, and remember that life is a great balance. Always remember to be skilful and skilful. And never confuse your right foot with your left.
And will you be successful?
Yes! You will, indeed!
(98 and ¾ percent guaranteed.)
Little one, you will move mountains!
So… whether your name is Buxbaum or Bixby or Bray or Mordecai Ale Van Allen O’Shea, you are on your way to the Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain awaits you.
So… go your way!