It Time

by Amber Joy   Nov 22, 2007


I hear the bells ringing
I’m walking down the aisle
I stand in my places of the maid of honor
The music stops playing

the Wedding March starts
Everyone stands
the door swing open
Everyone look and whispers how beautiful she is

The bride come enters in her father’s arms
This bride is just not any other bride
It’s my best friend
Marring into a life forever with a guy

As I stand thoughts run throw my mind
Wondering if this is what is right
Hoping this will be best

Wishing it will be a happy ending
As the fair tail stories put it
Hoping that are friendship wont fail
And that she be here for me when I need her most

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