this girl once dreamt of a wedding
of pastel shades and bridesmaids dresses
deciding what march to walk in with
how to make the moment more special
how to capture every feel of it on film
which church, which reception, which tradition
this girl grew from pastel to deep red
white gown to be tinged with red
of rose bouquets and red garter
and red bridesmaids' dresses too
and red bowties for guys to match
that dream seems so far away now
elusive to her hold
a distant memory buried
under broken hearts of new
she wants a wedding so joyful
it’ll bring tears to her eyes
a man so wonderful
she’d be pinching herself twice
she wants a marriage that lasts
sworn vows fulfilled through it all
with pitter patter of feet that follows after
she wants love to be real again
to spark the hope in her renew
HAH!
what a shame
what a pity
that dream is over now
mr.til death do us part
sounds impossible to say
kids of which she wants
adopt them then she may
this girl needs no man in her life
shoo shoo go away!
.indeed.not anymore.
yes, sour grapes speaking.
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