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When A Little Bird Told Me

I was still reliving

How you once held me,

When a little bird told me

You’ve returned to the town

To marry

The woman of your dreams.

The memories came

Flooding back to me.

The strolls through the gardens,

The stolen kisses,

The promises of eternity,

And whatever came after

That brought blush

To my cheeks.

Over the moon I walked,

As I wore my bridal dress.

I flew through the air

Wind teasing my tresses,

Looking for you,

Sure that you were

Looking for me too.

From the seventh cloud,

I saw you…

…walking out of the Chapel,

Under the rice showers

With the new Mrs. You.


Image by Petr Ovralov on Unsplash

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I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at shailygrwl@gmail.com or through my Facebook page facebook.com/shailyagrawalwrites/