A bride to be
Anxious she may be
Of the man she would marry
Would he be a reason of worry
Of how life would be after this?
Is it bliss or near miss
Like blowing him a kiss
Would she be his?
Will it be like a dream
You wake up with a scream?
How will be the stranger
And family members
She will have to deal with?
Will she be a prisoner
In the new home
She must call her own?
Or she would be free?
Life is like a game of dice
A match of fire and ice
Would it be paradise
Or a path paved with lies?
Whatever may be
The events of the night
There is always light!
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