ever closer comes the reality of tomorrow
as she forces me to wear her pale, ivory shift
of hope and promise
and the too gentle repeating of the words
I do and until death us do part somehow softly
entrance my unadjusted mind
I face myself with only one question will I so soon say
nay to any mere drivel over such unattached bother
or will my acquired status symbol of Single hood
from days long since past
besiege me out of respect for the wishes of the
Almighty Father
and will his prayer filled path as so stated simplify
matters that now only cloud my thoughts with
complete impossibility
or will I be placed in yet another time and place that
I am not so sure that I'll wish or want to be
its after all
all in his hands so I'll try not to worry...........
( written April 27, 1993 am)