My Wedding Day
I was in too deep
Made the decision
Took the big step,
Hoped to have a marriage
With wonderful memories to be kept.
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The big day come
Down poured the rain,
The marriage certificate given
Just waiting to be framed.
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The wedding reception started
Went off without a hitch,
Then by the end of the night
My new husband was pissed.
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Upstairs we were taken
To the honeymoon suite,
Finally our first night together
Where true love would finally meet.
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But to my dismay
This was not to be,
My husband in a drunken stupor
Did nothing but shout at me.
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I sat quietly taking his abuse
Until finally he fell asleep,
If this is what married life has to offer
I knew I’d gotten in too deep.
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Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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