it was a beautiful day in june,
people dressed in white,
i hear a familiar tune.
down the aisle,
my love is standing,
standing still,
with a bright smile.
what a splendid day it would be.
if only the bride,
was me.
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poetry for the poetic: 3
Poetrythis is my third book of poetry on wattpad. you can find my other two on my profile!
