Poems for Eric & Eileen's Wedding

 

This post requires a little explanation. My youngest daughter (Nikki) decided to put together a book of poems for my son Eric and his bride, Eileen, on their wedding day. She ask all of the relatives to contribute to the book. It came out very nice. Below are my contributions to Nikki's poem book.

Eric was a king on his own

Ruling  his life all alone

Then he married Eileen

And made her his queen

       And now they both share the same throne

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There once was a girl named Eileen

As pretty as ever been seen

She charmed our young Eric

On a scale that's numeric

Out of ten he scores her nineteen.

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New York City is the place to be

For excitement and living life free

Now that two join together

We'll see if and whether

They stay when the two become three

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There's a actress I know named Eileen

She part of the theater scene

My son, the web writer

Will spend life beside her

Sharing vows in July two thousand fifteen

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Children formed from love

Two come together as one

A new life ahead

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Eileen and Eric

Two young people find love's bond

There's hope for the world
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The Missing Poem

Alas, there are poems left unwritten,

From those who are here in spirit but not in flesh,

From  those who touched our lives and left too early,

From those we remember fondly and miss on these special days.

Your Dziadziu, Eric would wish you and Eileen well,

Were he here to speak for himself.

So it is right and fitting that on this day of great joy

You remember him to your bride

As the eldest in our family,  Eric

You had a special place in Dziadziu's heart

Perhaps your memories of him may be fading

But the stories, retold, will remind you of his love

Think back on your younger years,

Of planting corn, country rides and

Quiet evenings on the porch watching cars go by

Share these stories with your wife as he would were he here

Honor Dziadziu with your memories the time with him

Let them come to you slowly, as he would Ric

With a loud laugh, and a big hug

With a friendly smile, and a story of days gone by

Know well too that he would not have us sullen today!

He would have that we celebrate and dance and drink!

He would say to you Eileen and to you Eric

God's blessing, God's wisdom, God's love be upon you

Until we meet again.

-In memory of Dziadziu