One of my best friends married her amazing partner this past weekend. They are fantastic people and I love them dearly. She “allowed” me to speak at the reception so I wrote a special poem for the two of them.
Ballad of Tracey and Cam
‘Twas once upon an October night
Dark and stormy, no moon for light
When Tracey and Cam met by chance
In Roberts Creek Hall at a Halloween dance.
Who knew such a relationship could come forth
When a blonde belly dancer from the Harbour up North
Met a questionable ginger from the city
With coke bottle glasses, wig and teeth not so pretty.
Though first contact elicited a spark
A few weeks went by with no remark
Until one day a text did appear
Asking if TLG knew someone Cam worked near
Thus started this couple that we all know
A blossoming romance began to grow
Snowshoeing dates and chocolate fondue
Cypress, Dakota Ridge and other areas too.
From the North Shore to the far reach of the Bay of Lee
Cam did venture to meet the children of Tracey
The adventures continued through with this group of four
And then one day they decided they wanted more
The time had come to find a home for them all to stay
They looked far and low and decided on Halfmoon Bay
Cam’s commute continued into the city
He sucked up those early morning drives, didn’t expect any pity
The family grew further with Wendy the cat
A dog named Baxter who yes, only “weighs 50 pounds”,flat
With Johnny, Sarah, the pets made it six strong
Cam and Tracey decided there should be one more to come along
And Miss Piper arrived a few days early in August.
Then Cam thought it was time to make his woman honest.
When I learned Cam asked Tracey to be his bride
I’ll admit I did more than tear up, I full out cried.
This man and this woman, a more perfect pair cannot be found
They laugh, are good friends at home and baseball mound.
And while Cam may have shirts that proclaim we “suck this much”
We know how large his heart is, its bounds you cannot touch.
Tracey is our best friend, a vault and Nana’s princess
Every piece of advice she gives, not a word she minces.
With all these words, I ask you to raise glasses in toast
For our dear friends, this family we love most.
To Cam and Tracey, may the life you’ve found with each other
Be colourful, joyful, crazy- not a feeling should you smother.
We celebrate your love on this day full of romances
And Thank God for Roberts Creek Halloween dances.