Danya Qattea


Wedding Day


A slightly burnt meal of bread and butter.
A bridesmaid laughs.
A dead man mutters.
And all the while the bride is waiting.
Contemplating.
The meal still sits.
The bridesmaid goes back to work.
The dead man still mutters some.
And the bride is still waiting.
Contemplating.
The meal is gone.
An empty plate.
The groom walks proudly.
And all the while the bride is waiting.
Contemplating.
An emotional father,
invisible to all.
He looks upon his daughter,
wishing to give her a call.
But knowing she won't hear him,
he settles down beside her.
Waiting.
Contemplating.
It's time.
Marrying hour!
The bride no longer waits.
The father cried a shower.
And out of all this came love,
tied together by a slightly wilted flower.
A ring around her finger.
Big feet wanting to linger.
But Time betrayed all.
The best wedding for any bride to recall.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 13, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

I was thinking about a book I had read, then about my family and how it is so hectic, and this poem popped in my mind, coincidentally while I was eating a slightly burnt piece of toast. I laugh myself silly every time I read it. ;)

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