The Bride To Be

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Here in my dress is myself,
Staring in to the mirror.
As i was wishing for the perfect wedding,
My body became stiff,
My heart like a balloon,
Either ready to float away,
Or ready to pop.

I started thinking of what could go wrong,
My mind filled with horrid ideas,
My dress might get torn,
Or my farther might be come ill ,
Who would take me up the aisle?
The day came.
Strangled my heart felt.
My sweet heart lifts my veil.
Our mouths touched, we kissed.
What i had prayed for came true.

This poem was written/submitted by Bethany.T.

Category: Wedding Poems
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One Response

  • lizzy gibson says:

    This is a very good poem it describes exactly what you feel seeming as my sister is getting married soon i will forward it to her thanks


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