This poem was written for Connie's son Paul and his new bride Lisa who were married on the 24th of February, 2001.  The couple had asked her to write a poem for them on the occasion of their marriage and I was privileged enough to hear it read.  It was a great ceremony and the reception was a blast.  

The happy couple Lisa and Paul

Connie and her husband Rick having FUN                     Eve, Connie's daughter, Connie and Rick           

 Nelda and I were watching the bride real well for signs that she could fit into Connie's family.  When, from a distance, we were able to use the zoom on the camera and catch these two pics at the reception of the bride we knew for a fact she would not only fit right in but would make a wonderful addition to the Burro Babes Gang.  She doesn't know it yet but we have plans for her!

 
Yep, that's a spoon she is wearing on her nose!  She will fit right in!

We didn't manage to get any good pics of the brides parents but I am sure they will be forth coming.

For Paul and Lisa
On the Occasion of Your Weddin'
            by Connie Rossignol

A weddin's just the start 'a two folks throwin' in together.
A joinin' of two outfits into one to last forever.

It's fittin' there should be a grand occasion to recall,
A day to be remembered, 'cause I mean afterall...

You're promisin' to be there for each other, and to stay
Through sick or well, or rich or poor, through worse or better days.

You've harnessed up to be a team that won't be split nor switched.
An' a weddin' hooks the heel chains, (it's why they call it 'gettin' hitched"!)

A marriage is the harness that will help you pull together.
It keeps you workin' as a team when there's a storm to weather.

Like times you feel discouraged or bad luck has got you caught,
When better's worse an' worse is -- well -- a lot worse than you thought!

But marriage, just like harness, takes some care to keep it strong.
Neglect it or abuse it, an' it just don't last as long.

You gotta keep it flexible 'an watch for signs of wear,
Like where it might be crackin' or thin places here an' there.

If you don't fix them little things, a harness comes apart
When the goin's deep and heavy or the load is hard to start.

That's when it hits you sudden, throws the whole thing up on end!
An' there's times a busted harness can be just too broke to mend.

But get a good 'un from the first, then keep it clean and strong,
An' even with some wear and tear, it lasts a whole life long.

So, today it's a brand new harness, for a team that looks to pull
An' lean hard into the collar, for a life that's rich an' full!

Next poem is one about the seasons.  This is Summer