These 2 pieces was written for my friend Kavina's wedding on different occasions.


My friend who laughs before i finish a joke,
Good times with you is never broke,
Your house was a playground for us
Be it the attic or the terrace,
We laughed and joked till we cried,
While you were always by our side,
Marriage is taking you southward away,
Till dentures and grey hair as friends we would always stay.


To the bride and groom,
for life to be a garden of blooms,
always hold each other dear,
and never allow in fear,
love is to be the center of your matrimony,
no matter the amount of your money,
may God bless the both of you,
and remember to say daily "I love you"