Wrong Place

He stood there patient as could be While staring down the aisle, wide He knew she’d be there, so he hoped But yet felt scared on the inside He watched his watch so many times As faces seemed to know and stare Yet he had waited, so patiently And prayed that she would show up there But, looking round, he noticed this That faces shown, he knew none there Oh my, the worst has happened here Where were his friends, he knew not where The best man there, he did not know The priest who stood, he had no clue He realized then the church was wrong Soon he then knew just what to do He ran so fast down the aisle, wide Out to the street, he stopped to see The church was not the one he knew It wasn’t where he was to be But three blocks down and on the right He ran so quickly, up the stairs he climbed When through the doors, he opened wide He was happy to see he was right on time