Sunday, April 8, 2012

Never Happily After


Here comes the bride,
The bride's dress white,
And her eyes sparkling with joy.
She steps up to the stage,
And places her shaking hands in his.
He smiles at her,
Hoping that she doesn't know.
And she hopes that it isn't so.
Its her love he wants,
He hopes that he can show her that soon.
Here comes another girl.
Her hair shimmering in the light,
The bride turns pale at the sight and asks why?
Another then another line up next to Her.
What has He done?
Was she not enough for him?
But then here comes another man,
And the bride remembers when he had held her hand.
Through the church's door,
Two more men do come,
Lining up to kiss the bride, their love.
Can ether bride or the groom deny now?
Here comes the bride,
Now twenty years later,
Her dress dirty and torn.
She comes to morn her broken heart at the place where she gave it away.
He sits alone,
Staying away from her,
Because he can't tell her how much he loves her.
And their children are gone,
Like the wind that will not stay.
What has the bride and the groom done?
Now, they leave each other,
Not knowing how to redeem their broken hearts,
Alone,
They wish they weren't so,
Sitting alone in the dark.


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