December 23, 2011
a flowing white dress
family members arrive
nerves escalating

musicians practice
notes filling the buzzing air
bridesmaids form a line

wedding march begins
pairs walk in matching outfits
finally, she stands

father on her arm
“Please, Dad, do not let me fall”
a whispered, “never”

tiny steps forward
the groom can only smile
a promise is made

she becomes his own
her innocence is taken
as they exchange rings

the dancing begins
love permeates the venue
a family joined

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