• It wasn’t the wonderful wedding I loved,
    The beautiful lily flowers,
    The perfect cake,
    Or the New York towers.

    It wasn’t the trip to Paris,
    Being in France,
    The exotic snails,
    Or even the divine French dance.

    It wasn’t the pain the was there,
    The doctors running around,
    The chaos that spread,
    Or the nursery’s chimed sound.

    It wasn’t the first step taken,
    The joyful laughs heard,
    The camera shooting,
    Or that singing bird.

    It wasn’t the empty house,
    That very proud day,
    Those boxes that were packed,
    Or when she went away.


    It wasn’t the big new church,
    The amazing new wedding,
    The sparkling diamond ring,
    Or even where she was heading.

    It wasn’t the worry for us,
    The hours she spent,
    His adorable face,
    Or even the purpose meant.

    It wasn’t that horrible day,
    The many fallen tears,
    Those muffled sobs,
    Or all those lost years.

    It wasn’t your crystal eyes,
    Your dark brown hair,
    Your charming smile,
    It was all those precious moments we shared.