Lovely lady in white,
there she goes.
She walks with a smile,
yet no joy on her face.
She carries red roses.
Some contrast…
to her palest skin.
Such terror for her fate!
The crowd cheers in delight;
Here’s the bride,
garbed in purest white,
happy for a new life!
Alas, she sees the groom!
There she goes,
running for the door,
not ready to move on!
(c) Phoenix Montoya @ June 13, 2010
