Another wedding poem… an original (of course) list poem.
Debacles (that really don’t matter)
In the end, who really cares that…
My wedding ring got stuck on my finger the day before the wedding and therefore it had to be enlarged?
I left my lip gloss in Rhode Island?
My suite wasn’t as bright as I wanted it to be?
I was running late on Sunday morning because my hair stylist went home sick and I had to wait for another one.
My portraits with Marc started one hour late because of the hair thing?
I found my cake to be devoid of the brown swirls I wanted (though it tasted great)?
My Mom fell during the Hora (Luckily she was fine!)?
I forgot to bring the Mazon Cards to NJ?
My mom left her makeup brushes at home?
I noticed the photos on Tables 2 & 4 were mixed up (of course I fixed them!)?
My mouth forgot to ask my florist to donate the centerpieces to the local hospital?
I realized we never did the bridal bouquet giveaway to the longest married couple?
Who really cares about all of these insignificant things
when everything else
went
so right?
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Published by Stacey Shubitz
Stacey Shubitz is a K-6 literacy consultant and former elementary teacher. She is the author of CRAFT MOVES and other professional books on writing workshop. Her forthcoming book, MAKE THE SCHOOL SYSTEM WORK FOR YOUR CHILD WITH DISABILITIES (Guilford Press, 2026), empowers parents to navigate the special education system.
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Isn’t it amazing? Even when everything doesn’t go perfectly, everything still goes right.
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🙂 And all the little things that went wrong roll up into a big ball, and then bounce away…
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