A Christmas Poem

Twas the night before Christmas,
and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.

The ring had been wrapped
and was in a box under the tree.
And soon he would be getting
down on one knee.

The couple awoke,
and gave each other a kiss and a cuddle.
The boyfriend was nervous,
his mind was a muddle.

He gave her the velvet box,
and she spotted the ring.
“Please marry me” he said,
“I do!” she did sing.

For the next few weeks,
she was floating on air.
Choosing the best suppliers,
with the utmost care.

They searched the net,
attended Wedding fayres too.
With 18 months to go,
there was lots to do.

At the 12 month mark,
they sent Save The Dates.
To make sure family could attend,
as well as their mates.

With 4 months to go,
their invitations were sent.
They had been uniquely designed,
with love and intent.

The big day arrived,
how beautiful the room did look.
With a gorgeous table plan, menus,
place cards and matching guest book.

All the guests commented,
how fabulous their stationery looked.
“Thank you”, they said,
it was Coochicoo Cards that we booked.