Mother Cried
Lovely girl
Gave a twirl
Oh her smile
Was beguiled
Cupids bow
let one go
Well aimed dart
Pierces heart
Love arrives
Sweet surprise
Held her hand
Wedding planned
Me, I do
Her, me too
Kissed my bride,
Mother cried.
Entry for
Threes, Please Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Beth Evans.
11/9/2020
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