Picture of Newlyweds
I once saw a picture of a couple
who were as happy as can be.
The white gown, alstroemerias, and uniform
made them prettier than you and me.
Their smiles were crimson like fruit
which attracts all at the height of spring.
What a joyful sight to just behold.
I could almost hear the wedding bells ring.
I have never seen so much happiness
yet I was not even standing there
when the handsome gentleman in uniform
kissed the gorgeous maiden so rare.
I once saw the lucky bride
sitting beside the perfect illusion.
Lines of age and dismay covered her face
and this brought me great confusion.
If love is forever, why not she?
I saw the young god and goddess with my eyes.
Nothing in this world could bring them down
or is it all just a heap of lies?
What truth is there in a photo
when today there is only sorrow?
Maybe I was blind when I saw her
and she will be happier tomorrow.
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