I Do
She texts me
from a wedding
decribes the
bride and groom
walking down
a narrow aisle
beaming parents
children, guests
I am drinking
on my porch
celebrating
a divorce
final, in
two days
she writes again
"The ceremony
is over, I cried"
so I toast
these strangers
with my glass
"Do you like
weddings?"
she asks
"I do,"
I say
"I do"
Copyright © Dave Gregg | Year Posted 2009
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