True Beauty

Run around, make sure everything is picked up,

Get the dresses, get the tables, get the bows.

Take three different takes to get your eyes on,

End up not using the same colors for everything.

Are the dresses here?

Are they clean?

Do we have the arch and the aisle lined up just right?

Did you get the licence?

Did you get your shoes?

He gets suited up,

She slips her dress on,

Hair pressed just right.

Take her father’s arm for the last time.

Music starts,

Everyone stands up.

Try not to cry,

Cry anyway.

Do you take this man?

I do.

Do you take this woman?

I do.


My baby sister got married yesterday. Everyone woke up early and stayed late to clean up. We started at 7 and ended at 9. A few things went wrong, but they will never be remembered. All I will ever think of is how resplendent my sister looked with her hands in her husbands as they exchanged rings for the first and the last time. They were so beautiful together and so very happy in their first dance.

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