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the toaster oven
by Barbara GriffithDainty in white, lace and pearls
she stepped down the aisle.
Infront of her, the man of her dreams;
Tall, Handsome, and Loving.
To her left, the friend of all friends;
Supportive, Caring, and Mirthful.
To her back, the family and family to be;
Crying, and Wishing the best for them.
And crying in the parkinglot, holding a
Silver wrapped toaster oven,
She Cries. 07/07/2005 Posted on 07/08/2005
Copyright © 2024 Barbara Griffith
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 07/08/05 at 06:05 AM Barbara what an impact this had on me. Reality wrapped in a white gown and tux. Might make me glad I've always been single, then again, who knows...
~Chelle~ |
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