Run away Bride

by AllisonMollie   May 3, 2005


The smell of sweet air,
the share of a couples love.
What a perfect day, for a wedding.
the cake beautifully iced,
with swirls and flowers.

when it's time to make vows,
the bride glides down the isle.
he seems to be standing a mile away,
for she has butterflies in her stomach.

You may kiss the bride,
he kisses her with much pride.

once they sun has gone down
he is wearing a frown,
becuase his wife was just another
run away bride.

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  • 19 years ago

    by sarah jenkins

    This is a pretty good little poem, you have a nice way of writing! if you get a chance, i'd like it if you looked at my poem, "Untitled 23". Thanks, Sarah