Picture is mine
I watched from afar as she stepped out of the house.
She looked so beautiful, as radiant as the morning sun.
Her white gown was unstained like the morning clouds.
She was all smiles, happy, and jolly, too.
I wished to tell her how much I'd miss her.
But my weakness might get me low.
I wished to hug her and maybe draw near her.
But my tears threatened to overflow.
So I watched from afar as she took her husband's hands.
Knowing that our paths might be diverged
I watched as she said her own vows.
Knowing that she found the love she deserved.
I smiled and whispered a little prayer above.
For her, happiness and her true love.
Though we might be apart, our bond is true.
I'll always carry the memories in my heart in everything I do.