Rose Petals

ROSE PETALS

The ginger haired bride looks

stately and stunning

all dressed in white lace

The crowd stands

as she enters the room

I feel the music

and count my steps

as the aroma of roses and vanilla

fills the air

I softly drop

pink and white rose petals

and wait

Vows are spoken

in hushed tones

I stand so still

in my shiny white shoes

trying not to fidget

I look down at my basket

and see more petals

The music begins again

a joyful tune

It’s my time to shine

big brown eyes

effervescent smile

In one expressive moment

I toss hands full of petals

high in the air

The crowd of onlookers

giggles softly

I walk proudly to the door

turn and curtsey

as the bride winks, smiles

then kisses me

on the top of my head

Poem by Judy Wood Spring 2012