Mary To Merry

Mary is going to marry', said friend, May be in days but not in weeks, 'what! I shouted back with anger, yes, my dear, make no wonder, Story as such never you carry, Simple not but still I feel worry, No word even to feel so sorry, Why Mary thought? Just to marry, 'Was I not her so close friend? ' She Left no way for me to mend, I thought hurriedly and put message Will she buckle and come up with new page? Friend put a card in the table and ran away, Wedding card just lay in small tray, I thought "Was there left no other way? " Annul the marriage and keep at bay? Friend just inquired "Will you not come to grace? " join and enjoy with everybody's embrace, I was startled and thought "I may miss but not you miss" offer me nice words with simple grace, I opened card and just read words 'Mary to marry with bless of lord' Words were written with ink of Gold 'May I be always with you ' 'What a foolish ' I could not guess, Such a simple thing I made it mess, What more could I expect than less, punish me not for being foolish Words were inscribed with golden ink, I rejoiced it with no more blink, I thought no more but went deep to sink Eyes remained wide open and failed to wink, I just ran to make a suit, As I had made long pursuit, Never had I dreamed of Mary to be mine, She has decided to marry me is also fine