Wedding Watchers
By Walter Burns
As they shuffle into the chapel This time they're friends of the groom For on that side there is low rent And there’s always plenty of room They listen to the preacher Or at least someone ordained They let the vows pour into them To recharge their dying brains And by the time to kiss the bride Their feelings are sparked anew And then they whisper too each other “Now I know that I love you!” They would leave but time to dance And the ballroom is now their youth When they'd chase each other ‘bout And cry love was the only truth The slow dance leads to YMCA As the night is dwindling down They don’t know a person there But still they're gathered ‘round To spy these wedding watchers Really move and shake their things For all will know when celebration ends A sweet melancholy brings The crowd will scuffle in their cars Too much drink has started wars But the Watchers sit all starry eyed To know again, what love is for! Written January 31st, 2002 © on Jan 30 2002 03:26 PM PST 0 • 8
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