Roses, Rice, and Church BellsA Poem by Eunice CrankypontsI was passing by a church and the wedding party was outside - This is how I felt.
There she was standing in her white gown More beautiful than the earth and sky Her lips the palest pink Her eyes wide and bright Her groom with a wide smile on his face As she walked down the aisle. Air and fugue in C Minor Played her Wedding March As she drew closer to her groom With tears in his eyes, he met her The beauty of the day Was not nearly as beautiful as their love I sat in the crowd that gathered to watch Longing for my own wedding song. © 2008 Eunice Crankyponts |
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Added on April 23, 2008 AuthorEunice CrankypontsCTAboutI am chemically imbalanced and therefore this makes me cranky. MY name is not really Eunice, nor am I from the Crankyponts family. Simply put - Pseudonym. I have always enjoyed writing and decided .. more..Writing
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