Windblown

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 EASY STREET PROMPTS!

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I find them all irresistible! 

WINDBLOWN!

With what meticulous care

She had coiffed her lovely hair!

And brushed her lashes, till they framed her eyes!

She'd worked for hours on lips

And delicate finger-tips,

And her dress had been right colour and right size.

She had brooded over shoes;

Which ones should she choose?

Flat shoes, maybe, to make her look petite?.

She had chosen her perfume

So it's fragrance rocked the room;

It managed to be passionate but sweet.

The matter of  bouquets

Had taken several days

For Mother had opinions of her own,

And the little bridesmaids dresses,

(So they both looked like Princesses,)

Had been made to set exactly the right tone.

They all said, when she arrived,

That she'd certainly contrived

To make herself a picture of perfection,

And her bridegroom felt so proud

When they turned round to the crowd,

And she smiled a painted smile in their direction.

But then, a fickle breeze

Came cavorting through the trees

And tossed her veil and hair in disarray.

And everybody said

As the wind whirled round her head

That she'd never looked so lovely the whole day.

A romance that ended less happily here:

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