I do
I do.
1. Mom always told me about the guy on a white horse
Who opens the door with a peck and little noise
Holds my hand in public and always says the best things
Lifts me over his shoulder and teases me when I act annoying
2. Someone who holds a candle to forever
Nice, smart, and has that kind of love fever
We argue sometimes about the weather
And patch up when I wear his favorite sweater
3. Now, I am standing at the altar, in a white dress and a veil
The priest begins, reciting all the things I know so well
The moon bears witness to our nuptial kiss
Friends are jolly in our endless bliss
4. Mom comes over, repeating a list of everything I need to know
With a wide grin and slicked-back hair, Dad ushers me to the marble floor
Hand in mine, he tells me he's proud
He leaves with a kiss and then the lights go out
6. He is no longer with Mom. They were once like us, stupid and in love.
Reminiscing their fractured past. Panic sets in.
You address my worry with a hand squeeze, saying, "Let's prove the world wrong."
About this poem
The poem in simple language talks about the bittersweet of every relationship
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Written on June 18, 2024
Submitted by asongrophine014 on June 17, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic heptameter |
Characters | 1,125 |
Words | 226 |
Stanzas | 19 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1 |
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