Elope - Poem by Randy McClave
This advice I want to give to all parents,
Only if with less worries and stress they want to cope,
When it’s time for your daughter’s wedding don’t be tyrants
Just give her the money, and then pray that she will elope.
I pity a brides poor stressed out mother
As she runs about here and there searching for help and hope,
Upon the bride with food and advice she will smother
Then with nervous agitation, she is ready to end it all with a long rope.
Then there stands the brides father with his opened wallet
As he pays for this and that and everything within his scope,
He wants the best for his daughter’s wedding, with only one but!
That she won’t be sad or cry, and especially that she won't mope.
Parents before you think of your daughter’s wedding
Think first of stuffing all the cash and stress into one large envelope,
If not, to counselors and to the pharmacists you will be heading
So, get rid of the tensions and the worries and tell your daughter to elope.
Randy L. McClave
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