In a bright flowered dress
and high heeled shoes
borrowed from her mother.
Hair curled tight,
piled up on her head
playing at being grown up.
Nervous as any bride
To see the groom
who greeted guests
at the door of the church.
He smiled to see her,
trying too hard
to seem at ease
in the awkward situation.
Wanting to talk to her
before the wedding.
Each wanting something
neither would get.
He scared away the girl
with the bright smile
and sad eyes
who tried to show
she wished him well.
She ran away
and he kissed the bride instead.