DO YOU KNOW THE GROOM?
I stood transfixed Staring out the kitchen window Surely the Lord had come In a scant three hours My world had become a bride Totally covered, not a speck of dirt, Not even a bird track, or tree limb Had escaped the covering of purity White covered everything All glittered like diamonds I went to sleep with not a track On the street running before my house I awoke to a ghastly violation Big trucks pushing scraping blades Throwing dirty rivulets bleeding onto the purity of white Had the bride... Sign in to see full entry.