Wedding November Poems

November 21, 2022
(53rd Wedding Anniversary of Barbara and Frank)
By Franklin Price
11/21/2022

It is November twenty-first
Of twenty twenty-two
Fifty-three years ago tonight,
I forever married you.

We repeated vows, exchanged...

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Angels in Blue
Saints in Green

The hospital is a cold and sterile place. 
It is not meant to be…
warm or nice. 
It is meant to be...

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Blue Dress

The dolphins of Monrovia, 
came to dinner one day. 
The dress, 
all blue...
you understand. 

It was held beneath the sea, 
not under a tree,...

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When Friends Are More

My mother, 
I wish to be disowned. 
My father, 
died. 
My step father… 
too dark. 
The rest, 
worthless people, 
that take. 

How...

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Down the old dirt road
where we used to hold hands,
now I walk alone and afraid
looking at my wedding band.

I don't want to walk
down this road...

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A knight wields a sword
after the killing of his love,
a beautiful maiden was she
God sent her, from above.

They loved each other truly
he was the King,...

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Tuesday afternoon in November. 


Well this is, the ending of another day I’m looking out
 of the window the road is clean and tidy after...

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