Nervous bride walks
down the aisle.
Handsome groom, his
name is Lyle.
Bride beautifully
dressed.
Father feels depressed.
Mother cries tears of
joy.
Lyle acts excited as
if he were a little boy.
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The priest gives endless
blessings.
As they do at
weddings.
Uncertainty chocking
her.
She realises his a
deceiver.
Silence instead of an
‘I do”
The guests did not
have a clue.
Lyle was confused.
She felt misused,
abused and therefore she refused.
She looked into
Lyle’s eyes.
And saw the truth in
disguise.
It was never meant to
be.
He didn’t want this,
neither did she.
She decides to flee.
Head down, heavy feet
hitting the ground
Looking at the church
door, her freedom she’s found.
She keeps running,
trusting
That the road ahead
only leads to one thing, true loving.
As she kept running,
she noticed a wedding cake- in the middle of the road.
Her laughter and joy overflowed.
I had no idea you had this much personality in that little body of yours. Great post, very creative.
ReplyDeleteI like your writing style Thandi; very unique!!!
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ReplyDeleteThank you ladies:)
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