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That Face

Contributed by BluGurl6 on Friday, 20th September 2002 @ 09:34:06 AM in AEST
Topic: StoryPoetry



I woke up that moring with a feeling of sadness inside
But I wasn't sure why.....maybe I was just tired
I was only able to predict, that something was going to happen
The group of girls filled the two cars which drove to the salon
We spent all morning getting our hair done
I sat under the dryer with a feeling of fear inside
But I wasn't sure why.... maybe I was just nervous
The girls returned to my house with their hair so pretty
The boys began to arrive, I knew in my heart it was almost time
I was so nervous as I put on my dress,
I'm sure the others felt the same
I put my slippers with a feeling of emptiness inside
But I wasn't sure why.....maybe I was just excited
I steped out of the room, all eyes were on me
From the corner of my eye I saw my partner, and butterflies filled my stomach
Soon enough everyone was ready and we filled the three limos that awaited outside
I watched the rain fall on my window, and my eyes began to water
I couldn't let anyone see me cry, so I cracked a joke and laughed
I wasn't sure, in that moment, why I felt so down
It was suppose to be my happiest day, and here I was in tears
We finally arrived to our destination, everyone was excited
I looked at the church from the inside of the limo,
And my heart began to race
I looked into my partner's eyes.....and slowly gained my control
The mass was pretty long, and I found myself looking back a couple of times
I wasn't sure who I was looking for, but whoever it was, was never found
Back into the limos we went, and off to the studio
We took a few pictures, and again I found myself looking behind my courts' faces
This time, though, I knew just who I was looking for
But again........I found no one
The drizzle was now a pour, so we gathered my dress, my partner and I
And ran to our limo
After a short ride, we again gathered my dress, and ran into the hall
There I saw many familiar faces......all except the one of which I was looking for before
With a smile, I greeted all of my guests, secretly searching for that face
I danced, I laughed, I enjoyed myself
But, the whole time in doing so, I stared at the entrance door
That face was never found that night........nor the nights after
Niether was the voice of the person I wanted to see
What was suppose to be my happiest day, is now a day of remembrance
I shall always remember that my family and friends love me very much
And that that face never did
I shall always remember that my family and friends care about me
And that that face obviously doesn't
I won't take any excuses, of which why that face didn't go
I'm the one who's hurting now, and I find that to be unfair
But I won't lie to you, I had a blast on that day
I just wish he would've went, that's all
To see his baby girl become a woman




Copyright © BluGurl6 ... [ 2002-09-20 09:34:06]
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Re: That Face (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 20th September 2002 @ 06:47:37 PM AEST
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This is a sad poem and you can feel the pain and longing in it...there have been many times in my life when I wanted my father to be there for me and unforunately he never was...don't dwell on it too much and i'm sure that he does love you....


Re: That Face (User Rating: 1 )
by eeka_taquito on Monday, 4th August 2003 @ 01:34:16 PM AEST
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i loved this poem! you can feel the heartache while reading it. u did a great job, keep writing!
~eeka (Ari)




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