And it's got to be
a double wedding
and things got hectic
making sure the dresses
were ready in time
and your sister was so nervous
she puked once
but the grooms were on leave
from the army
(soon to be dispatched
to England)
and you stood in your bedroom
at home while you mother
fussed about things
and your hair needs
more doing to it she said
your sister was in her bedroom
with our aunt Bess fussing over her
and you thought of Chuck
and what it would be like
later that day after the wedding
and you were in bed for the first time
and what to expect
and yes a double wedding
and double bedding
(different places of course)
and you are getting anxious
and bite your nails
and your mother says
don't bite your nails
so you stare at her
and wish maybe
you weren't marry Chuck
but instead Brad
who is in Italy fighting
and that time Brad and you
kissed out back of the house
and his lips and yours
pressed so tight
no air could get between
and you touched and hugged
but that's all you kept it clean
but now you're going
to marry Chuck
and you do not want to
have him at all.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem Terry Thank you for sharing Mario Odekerken