- 7 years ago
- Wedding: October 2003
When my sister got married, I was her Maid of Honor. Instead of giving a speech during the reception I decided to write and recite a poem. I was pleasantly surprised by the poem and by the positive feedback I received.
I have posted this poem with the hopes that other Maid of Honors around the world might find use for it. If you use this poem, my only stipulation is that you let me know your story and little bit about the wedding. It would just bring me a little piece of joy knowing that this poem was shared and loved once again.
(I altered it a little for public use but it’s pretty much the same)
A Wedding Day Toast for my Sister
In the beginning, it was just me and you.
You were my first friend, my first confidant, my first peek-a-boo.
You ushered me through the world by just holding my hand.
You taught me how to play and make pies out of sand.
We filled our time with dreams, two little girls planning their lives with ease.
We would first be princesses and then maybe accountants,
I think our career choices have always revolved around the outfits.
We imagined the day, when we would walk down the aisle.
We had to be prepared, so we made sure to practice awhile.
Holding wild flowers and with pillow cases on our heads,
I’m not sure even Vera Wang could compete with the attire we stole from our beds.
If we were still small and could be here to see, how your wedding day would actually be…..
We’d love your dress and check out your shoes.
We’d be very interested in the flowers you used.
We’d hope that there would be lots of presents to take.
And we would be very impressed by your gorgeous cake.
But besides the cake, the flowers and your dress we’d be most impressed by the man who convinced you to say “yes.”
Yes, he is handsome and yes, he is tall and yes, at times he’s a bit of a goofball
But his most important quality, is the way he makes you smile, the special way you laugh when he teases you awhile.
The way you light up when he walks into a room, the pleasure I see on your face knowing that he is your groom.
I am especially grateful the way he helped you to see, that you are already the person you wanted to be.
And to the love of her life, I would like to thank you for making my sister your wife.
From my perspective, I could always see, that you two would eventually be.
You were her favorite person to have an argument with and probably still are, although I don’t think you’ve actually won one so far.
I could always tell it is you on the end of the line because she seemed to have just a little extra shine, she seemed to laugh a little bit harder and her smile seemed to be just a little bit broader.
When you two are both old and gray, when you look at each other, you will always see the other as you do today.
You two have been best friends for so many years and I’m sure I speak for everyone when I say, “thank God this day is finally here.”
So please lift your glasses, to love, best friends and to the proof that true love, really does win, in the end.