Collage of Warm Illusions
A squinting eye peers through a lens.
Far down the aisle, a tri-pod bends around bouquets,
to snap the file of wedding guests,
dressed sublime, in summer's finest
who now arrive to share the day
Her older brother, winks a smile, and in his eyes
a warm embrace. The moment comes and he will play
a trace of Bach, on his guitar
Her youngest sibling sings along, and thinks
of spars, high jinks, and pranks, her laughing face
that sparked their childhood bond
Her father ponders her first bike
mosquito bites, her freckles and a scabby knee
A fortress, high, among the trees
where a princess climbed, to castles, fair
where songbirds watched from cradled nests, above her braided hair
He'd turn the world from end to end
to spin her back to then again, .....but that was then....
...and this is now...he must now release her hand, somehow...
And through my tears, a child I bore, is dressed in white
She'll soon unite, ...her knight awaits
Their eyes are bright with confidence
For just this once, if time could grant a moment's grace
to freeze this moment, time and place...
He waits for her. She lights a smile......
Her satin slippers walk the aisle
He lifts a veil and they are more
than who they were before
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Inspired by Craig's Contest:" A Collage Held Dear" 10/2/13
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