our weddingA Poem by Candy S. Bott
It is 6:04 in the morning, on August 9th 2004
I am freshly showered and impatiently waiting, for the ceremony to begin. I don't remember another time when I was more nervous. It is humid already, the sun is barely peeking up over the horizon. The waves crashing loudly a mere 100 feet away. My silk Gladiolas are getting damp in my sweaty hands. A few friends are standing around in a circle, with you and I in the middle, and the man, The man who told us to say I do. © 2011 Candy S. Bott |
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2 Reviews Added on May 1, 2011 Last Updated on May 1, 2011 AuthorCandy S. BottNYAboutI express myself Artistically through Painting, Photography and Poetry. I have been writing for since the 6th grade. (thanks to Miss Bodner) In my teens and early twenties I wrote more but I have bee.. more..Writing
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