The smile on his face,
Erased every doubt;
The chapel stood silent-
As she strode down the aisle.
Primroses in hand,
Her gown glistened on;
As her Prince Charming stood
Still- awaiting his love.
To the crowd they were perfect;
All glitters and gold.
But the battle they fought
To get there- no one knows.
A smile can hide so much-
Oh the couple, they knew.
Two does make it better-
Like balm on a wound.
Forty years of marriage
With the love of her life.
Remission in progress-
This sure was a sign.
Thank you she mumbled-
Amidst tear filled eyes;
The pleasure is mine-
He replied to his bride.
Wow!! I loved it…Beautiful 🙂
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Thank you very much dear. I’ve got to hurry and get to S 😁
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You will do it dear 🙂 I’m waiting to read 🙂 ❤
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The primrose made me remember Hunger Games. 😛
Beautiful poem, really. 🙂
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Hahaha, Hunger Games really? Now i have to ask why. 😀
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I’m assuming you haven’t read or watched The Hunger Games?
That’s okay, I’ll tell you. 😀
Well, Primrose is the name of the protagonists sister in the book and the movie.
I’m sorry, I’m a geek, can’t help it when a fandom reference pops up. 😛
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Oh Lord!!! I have watched the movie multiple times but it NEVER occurred to me that Primrose was her sister 🙈🙈.
Hahaha, and Ioved the movie too
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This makes love enduring, long-lasting, alive and well. Yes to love! *heart-warming*
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Thank you Noir 😊. Yess to love indeed!
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Wow! this post makes me want to read it again and again!
you rocked 🙂
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Awww, thank you dear. I wasn’t exactly pleased with it, but had to do ‘P’ anyway, thank you 😊
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❤
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