The Bridal Dance Poem by Tony Adah

We sat under the almond tree
Its rippened fruits and tired yellow leaves
Falling like confetti on the couple
Joyous like bees before a nectar galore
Give us music they seemed to be saying
Wriggling a bridal dance to the applause of the guests
The nuptial nut ripe like a yellow moon
In a pleasant night
We appreciate, we appreciate, we appreciate
The guest added to the music
And the couple dance away to a honey moon.