The Girl in Red

Every murmur in the wedding hall dropped dead
As she stepped in looking so beautiful in red

Suddenly all the charming lilies started looking frail
And all the lovely lavenders at once became pale

Placed in the garland that interdigitated her hair
With those white jasmine aromatic turned the air

Not even the sublime ocean with high rising foam
Had ever seemed to be such a divine epitome

From the dew drops on a crimson rose’s realm
Had perhaps she got her angelic charm

A feast to the eyes, it was such an ethereal sight
So son, that’s how your mother looked at our wedding night

 

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