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THE MAIDENThe wind gently conceals her beautiful long brown hair, She stands on the veld with her foot in bare. Seems an angel on her silk white raiment, Her pure and simple beauty let her shine and resplendent. A brilliant smile peeps on her face as she holds the floral bouquet, While the maids are amazed and gazing to her long veil soigne. The garden's aisle is sprinkled with various fragrant petals, Everything looks elegant and sweet,arranged pompous to dazzle. She hums silently with the choral's hymn while marching toward the altar, Without vestige of reluctance,she sworn and gave her heart to a chosen life partner.... The blue sky,flowers,singing birds,and every faces are jubilant! For this special day that destined... to a matrimony verdant. --Carla ^_^ Carla-- 3/23/'11 © March 23,2011 Carla Megy Haze-drizzleofthoughts Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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