Daughters Wedding Hand
Sorry but my daughter's hand is
not mine to give
As she is not nor neither captive a
prisoner or beholden to me
It goes against the very fiber i
and her mother raised her
She is i wish and always will be
who she wishes and chooses to be
More than equal to any and every
man to a mother born
And in my eye's no one is worthy
of her hand
But if she wants you for her husband
Be forewarned her hand does come
with this warning
Be under no illusions and make no mistake
If you in any way make her unhappy
Better make sure your passport is
up to date and you are willing to
go on the run
Some place i can't find you
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2021
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