Richard Netherland Cook


I Did Not See Her In Her Wedding Dress - Poem by Richard Netherland Cook

I did not see her in her wedding dress,
But I can imagine it so,
That beautiful was her face and form,
And she was all aglow.

And for the boy that she did wed,
His heart I know was rushing,
As he fumbled with the ring,
His bride was surely blushing.

Here young love was just beginning,
Two hearts became like one,
And for this bride and her groom,
Life had just begun.

Sixty years this true love stood,
Through wind and rain and other,
Until his death did take my dad,
From the heart of my dear mother.

I did not see her in her wedding dress,
But I can imagine her to be,
As beautiful as I see her now,
And will forever see.

Richard Netherland Cook

Topic(s) of this poem: mother

Form: Iambic Pentameter


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 9, 2015

Poem Edited: Sunday, October 16, 2016


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