• Something old.
    It's been a long year,
    "Darling, I love you."
    He whispers in my ear.

    Something new.

    He says he likes my dress,
    As we step out of the car,
    I thank him with a kiss.

    Something borrowed.

    It's cold in England today,
    And he lends me his jacket,
    To fight the wind away.

    Something blue.
    He gets down on one knee,
    His eyes sparkle as he says:
    "Love, will you marry me?"