Blighted Wedding Day.

She opened her eyes and dawn Entered her mind, falling Into her heart it sparkled With rose-petal joy, imparting A light to her thoughts. Today She was to be wed, shaky She rose and looked around At the brightening room proudly. Wedding gown hung dreamily And appeared very unreal. Cream lace, studded with roses And pearls, it shone, imposing A tender glow to her soul. This day she would be wholly His, and the image gave blush To her cheeks, - then a crushing Thought filled her with painful Foreboding - - - he would again Be away to war before The day was done. With awful Blight on wedded bliss, fear crept Over her heart, and she wept.