After The Big Day Poem by Phil Soar

And so the big day started at the crack of early dawn
With not so much a whimper, as a great enormous yawn
We felt that the front doorbell, was on fast repeat
As countless people then arrived, and parked there in the street

It seemed the day had finally come, and washed away our fears
Just sunshine at the break of day, with showers of father’s tears
And giggling females moving round, like hyperactive drones
Flying round from room to room and all feeling at home

Artists for the make-up, and stylists for their hair
Lots of females in the home, all flitting everywhere
And father looking on with such a vacant awkward stance
Just like a lost contestant, waiting for a ‘strictly’ dance

It seemed like time was beating, at the heart of everything
And there was such excitement, every time the bell would ring
And father stood there looking like he hadn’t got a clue
With nothing he could contribute, and little he could do

So the dogs came to the rescue, as he led them down the street
He needed to escape awhile, as his heart skipped a beat
The girl he loved with all his might, was having her big day
And he just couldn’t quite believe, he’s giving her away

But as the morning moved at pace, and smiles were all around
Dad returned from walking dogs, to step on hallowed ground
And almost with precision, all is ready for the bride
With tears of joy all welling up, and quite a bit of pride

And up until mid-morning, dad was coping with the scene
And then his princess gave him something he could not have dreamed
It brought a wealth of Happiness, and yet filled him with tears
Words expressed, with loving thoughts, of dad throughout the years

The camper van was in the street, the bridesmaids looking fine
Just waiting for the Carriage and the horses to arrive
And then she made her entrance, and she glided down the stairs
And there was dad, so proud of her; she knew how much he cared

With bridesmaids looking stunning and the bride a perfect sight
And dad had scrubbed up well and wouldn’t give them all a fright
While outside a pair of stallions with a carriage looking grand
Awaited dad to take his gorgeous princess by the hand




Some hiccups on the way to church, with roads closed, and the like
That made us think that maybe we should have used a tandem bike
Imagine that, the two of us, cycling there like mad
A girl set on a mission, and her pedaling frantic dad!

Arriving late, as brides can do, and holding the proceedings
The groom could wait around a bit, and hang on to his feelings
And then the general entrance, as the choir and music played
The scenes of joy, for girl and boy, and relief as all had stayed

The wedding vows exchanged, in what appeared to be a flash
The congregation smiling at this most fantastic bash
The cameras, light and action, seemed to blur at such a speed
With grins and tears on faces as the bride and groom appeared

Now man & wife, they looked so good, a pair so matched in love
I’m sure that god was looking down on them from up above
Not only did he bless them, with a day bound to impress
He gave his blessing on their lives, and WOW, that bridal dress!

So onto the reception and the speeches and the thrills
As everything around them seemed to mirror all the bills
And just worth every penny, to see them have their day
A friendship blessed with everything in every single way

With dad a nervous wreck by now, but able to keep still
He read his poem to the guests, without making him ill
While Paul and Chris completed things, with speeches so sublime
And Mason adding compliments, which made us, want more time

And so the evening flew away, and when it all was done
A father gave his daughter to her perfect number one
All that could be said, was it was perfect through and through
And when the day was over, there was nothing else to do

Remembering each moment will give hours of joy and bliss
From the moment it all started, to that first man & wife kiss
And so for Curt and Kylie, we saw their marriage taking place
And watch as everybody, had a smile upon their face.

And poor old dad, by now, a quivering jelly of a mess
But happy as a pig in **** about their happiness



A celebration of my Daughter (Kylie) wedding day on Saturday 26th September 2015
Nothing prepared me for the emotion of the day, and yet it was spectacularly good.