Rose
ROSE.
A solitary figure walks down the aisle
Banked high with flowers on either side
Smiling his Sunday best Sterident smile
Recalling the day she became his bride,
Carrying her simple wedding bouquet
Cornflowers, roses and anemones.
This is what makes a good marriage, she’d say,
Standing on tip to...
Sunday 11th September 2011 7:00 pm
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