Set your date with a poem!
Married when the year is new, he’ll be loving, kind and true. When February birds do mate, you neither wed nor dread your fate. If you wed when March winds blow, joy and sorrow you will know. Marry in April when you can, joy for maiden and for man. Marry in the month of May, and you will surely rue the day. Marry when the June roses grow, over land and sea you’ll go. Those who in July do wed, must labour for their daily bread. Whoever weds in August be, many a change will surely see. Marry in September’s shrine, your living will be rich and fine. If in October you do marry, love will come but riches tarry. If you wed in bleak November, only joys will come, remember. When December snows fall fast, marry and true love will last. Monday for wealth, Tuesday for health, Wednesday the best day of all. Thursday for losses, Friday for crosses, Saturday for no luck at all.
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