The organ sings that well-known tune
as soon as she enters the room.
Clasping her daddy’s arm so tight
she looks at everyone but the groom.
The grass tickles her bare feet
as she walks down the aisle to meet
her bright future and her destiny,
her path paved with dirt, grass, and defeat.
The onlookers smile their smiles –
making her long to turn and run for miles
she plasters one on her face
as she walks down a million aisles.
A vision in white and eyes of green
like nothing they’ve ever seen
is let go by her loving father
still innocent and completely clean.
There he stands 3 feet away
together, they repeat what there is to say,
the kiss is brief, but meets applause,
forever in each others’ lives they plan to stay.
Tears are dabbed at by family
friends congratulate enthusiastically
it’s too late to take it back,
bound are they, in holy matrimony.