Im-Perfect Bride Poem by John Ugolo Umah

When I look upon her eyes
I saw something, test of the wills
I see someone simply imperfect

the tradition of bridal smiles
perfumes my face as I watched
as she was made alive from death

those sad days of singleness are really over
she was laughing out because
she wasn't walking away from friends

but because she walks away
from singleness to bride and groom
just stand by him was her, a choice

two familiar strangers, who?
Being there for each other for life time
where sharing becomes the most of love

I love my imperfect man, him!
For we complete ourselves, our priority
because I'm imperfect too, me!

love made for two, just us
giving up all we were for all we are today
is I'm getting married to you, yes!

Every day, of course,
every passing moment, o yes!
each time and moment I can realized...