Something old,
Something new
Something borrowed,
Something blue
Far away words
In another time
In an adult’s world
Not a child’s mind
But it’s funny to think
Time has crept up on me
In just a blink
I am almost thirty
And now those things
Will need to be chosen
With shiny rings
And vows to be spoken
It hasn’t sunk in
The thought of being beholden
Like a distant dream
That’s still a question when
But here I am
Planning my “I dos”
A woman and a man
In front of church pews
I guess it will be clear
When I look in your eyes
And see the soul I hold dear
Life’s sweet surprise
So for now I am going along
And faithfully floating
While my heart plays the song
Of Kathleen and Arvin
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