Secondhand Bride

A poem about a woman about to get married struggling with the memory of her first husband who is now dead.

Today should be the happiest of his life 

Today he planned to make that timid girl his wife 

He takes his place, the organ plays, the wedding march takes flight 

But when he saw her face 

Something wasn't right 

Oh she tried her best, she bought the dress, she opened up her mind

But that was just a place her feelings went to hide 

Now she's walking down the aisle with tears in her eyes 

And he'll say "I do" and she'll say "I wish I could too" 

Now she's been here before, stood in this church and walked this floor

Made plans, with a different man, and won't forget him anymore 

Oh she tried her best, she bought the dress, she opened up her mind 

But that was just a place her feelings went to hide 

Now she's walking down the aisle with tears in her eyes 

And he'll say "I do" and she'll say "I wish I could too" 

Tomorrow marks the day that her first lover died 

And the seas will overflow with the tears that she's cried 

She whispers to his grave "Love, what have you done to me? You took my heart and all I'm left with is your memory

I had the best, I bought the dress, I wore your wedding ring. 

I saw you smile and take my hand, I heard the choir sing. 

But then I walked down the aisle with tears in my eyes 

And then the casket closed. But I will never let you go." 

The End

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