The Royal Wedding has made me think of my own wedding in Mexico and how much I'd wished that some of you were there to share the day with us. I know you were all with us in spirit and my Nan would have had the biggest hat ever, Paul would have been standing by his brothers side as his best man and everyone in spirit would have been looking on and wishing us well. I also remember you Lilly, you came to our party when we came home (even though you forgot and we had to show you the picture when we came to see you) and now you have passed we miss you very much. The poem I read on my wedding day echo's that we carry our loved ones in our heart forever whether they are near or far , sharing each day with us or in heaven watching down on us.
I carry you heart with me . . . By E E Cummings
I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)
I am never without it (anywhere I go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done by only me is your doing my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
Here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope of mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the star apart
I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart)
