Absconding Groom
A bride-to-be I stood lone
Surrounded by uncles and aunts
Flowers in every nook
But alas no groom
Hands decorated with love
Red dress ironed and perfumed
All expectantly await
But where is the groom?
Copyright © Tahera Mannan | Year Posted 2011
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