Wedding ceremony readings used by my 2026 couples | Darlington & County Durham Celebrant
Here are some of the wedding ceremony readings that my couples have chosen this year. I’d love to hear which one you love the most!
Wedding Poem by Whitney Hanson Poetry
They say sometimes love starts with a spark
And that might be true
But if I were to wish you a love
I wouldn’t wish fire for you
You see fire is powerful it burns bright then it’s gone
It’s beautiful and warm
but it doesn’t last long
So instead of wishing you
A love that burns
I wish you love like a river
That twists and turns
It changes and it flows
It is powerful and free
But it consistently finds its way
Back to the sea
And so like the water
I hope your love is ever-growing ever-changing
I hope your love it powerful and free
And may you always find each other
Like the river finds the sea
Scaffolding by Seamus Heaney.
Masons, when they start upon a building,
Are careful to test out the scaffolding;
Make sure that planks won’t slip at busy points,
Secure all ladders, tighten bolted joints.
And yet all this comes down when the job’s done
Showing off walls of sure and solid stone.
So if, my dear, there sometimes seem to be
Old bridges breaking between you and me
Never fear. We may let the scaffolds fall
Confident that we have built our wall.
The Amber Spyglass by Philip Pullman
I will love you forever; whatever happens.
Till I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead,I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, till I find you again.
I’ll be looking for you, every moment, every single moment.
And when we do find each other again, we’ll cling together so tight that nothing and no one’ll ever tear us apart.
Every atom of me and every atom of you.
We’ll live in birds and flowers and dragonflies and pine trees and in clouds and in those little specks of light you see floating in sunbeams.
And when they use our atoms to make new lives, they won’t just be able to take one, they’ll have to take two, one of you and one of me.
Dust By Harry Baker
It’s not the flowers, it’s the weeding in the mud with you.
It’s not the champagne, it’s the cuppa in the favourite mug you use.
It’s not the chocolate, ok yes it is but not one or two
It is becoming Bruce Bogtrotter or Augustus Gloop.
It’s voting frozen pizza over fancy grub with you
because some nights nothing can beat a slice of comfort food.
It’s knowing anything I eat will include some for you
because you’re not hungry but you might just have a couple of spoons.
It’s not the dreaming, it’s the waking up with you;
I want to be here long enough to gather dust with you.
Its knowing if it came to it and I had option to
I would not change a single thing of what I’ve got with you
For us love isn’t in the air, that’s just where we found it
All this is built upon what we have done to ground it
It’s not the spark when we first metIt is the lifetime built around it
It’s by small amounts, that mounds and mounds like mountains
I need not justify or adjust of fear that I’m judged by you
Such is the glorious consistency of loving you
My hearts not skipped a beat It just constantly thuds for you
Such is the everyday magnificence of loving you
It’s not something we fell into, so much as stumbled through
It’s the spectacular normality of loving you
It’s not the dreamingIt’s the waking up with you
I want to be here long enough to gather dust with you.
The Giraffe and the Monkey by Daniel Thompson
Wherever we go
Whatever we do
Whenever there’s me
I hope that there’s you.
Now Money is Funny, it can make people odd.
You forget to be happy, and you live for your job
And fashion, is a passion, beset with a flaw
You can dress to excess, but you’ll always need more
And a muscle toned body, may sound like a dream
But no body is better, than chocolate ice cream
What I’m trying to say, is that happiness grows
Not through your wages, or body or clothes
But in laughter and love, and in sharing your life.
In the arms of another as husband and wife.
So when you find someone who’s weird just like you
Who laughs when you’re stupid and who makes you laugh too.
When you sit on the sofa, not hiding your flaws.
As imperfectly perfect, as the hand that holds yours.
When the fortune of kings, or purse of a beggar.
Won’t change how it feels, just being together.
When a cuddle and cuppa is all that you need….
Well then…you’ve found something quite special indeed.
Wherever we go
Whatever we do
Whenever there’s me
I hope that there’s you.
No longer a solo traveller by Meg Stanier Celebrant
Just one passport on the move, the earth waiting to be explored.
You’re all checked in; adventure awaits, your flights about to board.
You occupy the window seat; your journey’s about to start.
But an unexpected detour in life guides you straight to someone’s heart.
Travelling was once my only love, my soul captured at each location.
But you were an unexpected stop, causing a change in my navigation.
Now I buy two tickets! Our map pinned, planning life together.
Our stamped passports house memories or wandering this world forever.
He never leaves the seat up by Pam Ayres
He never leaves the seat up
Or wet towels upon the floor
The toothpaste has the lid on
And he always shuts the door!
She’s very clean and tidy
Though she may sometimes delude
Leave your things out at your peril
In a second they’ll have moved!
He’s a very active person
As are all his next of kin
Where as she likes lazy days
He’ll still drag her to the gym!
He romances her and dines her
Home cooked dinners and the like
He even knows her favourite food
And spoils her day and night!
She’s thoughtful when he looks at her
A smile upon his face
Will he look that good in 50 years
When his dentures aren’t in place?!
He says he loves her figure
And her mental prowess too
But when gravity takes her over
Will she charm with her IQ?
She says she loves his kindness
And his patience is a must
And of course she thinks he’s handsome
Which in her eyes is a plus!
They’re both not wholly perfect
But who are we to judge
He can be pig headed
Where as she won’t even budge!
All that said and done
They love the time they spent together
And I hope as I’m sure you do
That this fine day will last forever.
He’ll be more than just her husband
He’ll also be her friend
And she’ll be more than just his wife
She’ll be his soul mate ‘till the end.
Your love story as a bespoke poem, this is becoming very popular!
Looking for original readings you’ve never heard before? Check out my Meg Stanier Celebrant poems! Including: Our Matchmaking App, No Longer a Solo Traveller & Our Dream Home.
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