The Wedding

i wake up early dawn to witness the changes in sky from darkness to morn for a new bride tonight.. the pain is still here with sadness and anger today may be the end tomorrow is never a fine.. this man who'll be my groom is as good as Homer a monster from the north captured me as his lover.. i never love this man before but he never let me go he give me no freedom only to find..i love him too.... for all those days of confusions my hours filled with loneliness all i see is his perfect love a true love which is always the best... perhaps it's just a fair to think that i am a bride to be morning comes with no illusion a celebration for wedding anniversary.. and as the ceremony starts my eyes filled with tears he is lying in white satin while everybody stands with me... today...as we celebrate our anniversary no other words i can say i love you so much 'happy silver wedding anniversary'