She looks down on the marriage
Picture of woe
Words of, told you so
Open your eyes
Fool in disguise
Pretty doll dressed in white
Porcelain pieces shiny bright
Escaping from words
I told you so
With nowhere to go
Dreams like the flowers
Withered and gone
Just like the fairy tale
That didn’t belong
Porcelain girl
Dreams so bright
Closes the door
Into the night
Keepsake of a picture
Pretty in white
She tried her best
Just wasn’t right
The girls a woman now
Daughter in tow
Harsh lesson for grandparents
Who didn’t want to know
Now they live with the words
I told you so.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments4
I consider this poem to be a masterpiece. You've displayed ability to weave so few words with heft, and meaning. To some it may be a simple story, but this represents the chronicle of multiple lives. If I could favorite it twice I would. Thank you for posting Paul.
Yes, when families dictate, it can come back to bite them.
Sad, and doubtless true for more than a few. Life and love both give hard lessons sometimes.
Life sure is tough out there.
Very sad poem. A reality in many lives around us.
It sure is.
Good words Paul, that love that dies can be so emotive.
Andy
It sure can.
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