My DressA Poem by Jules
My Dress my dress is sewn of silk as soft as falling snow and has a graceful train like a river it does flow my dress should bring me tears of bliss, pleasure, delight but instead it brings me tears of grief, misery, and fright my dress is the reason that I am here today for it is the dress that I shall wear on my wedding day
© 2012 JulesAuthor's Note
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Added on July 9, 2012Last Updated on July 9, 2012 AuthorJulesFLAboutI like ghost stories, 80s music, fashion, musicals, owls, and writing. I hope you like my writing! more..Writing
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