The Bride
The bride was really lovely
And her face was all a’glow.
Her beaded dress was fitted
So her pregnancy did show.
And yet she danced and partied
With her unborn baby boy.
As she laughed and kicked her heels up,
We were caught up in her joy.
Years ago, it might have mattered
And the truth tucked ‘neath the dress
Or the wedding date moved backward
So perhaps no one would guess.
Yet the bride and groom were thrilled
As were their friends and all their kin
There to celebrate their marriage
And their waiting son within.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2022
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