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She had waited too long

 

The dress that was white and flowing 
Was now stained and torn
The hem ripped and stepped upon
Dirty

 

Her face once full of joy
Was streaked with tears
Her hair once smooth and without tangle 
Was now knotted and without form

 

Her eyes once clear and full of promise
Were downcast and empty
Her gaze met only her feet
Calloused and swollen

 

Her heart once leapt at His thought
Now beat in trepidation
Her breath once eager to meet His
Now caught in shallow hesitation

 

It was her wedding day

 

He could not wait to see her
As he stepped from the silence
His gait was sure
As he reached for her chin

 

He raised her gaze to meet His
And waited with expectation
As her eyes found His
And they began the transformation

 

He smiled warmly
His eyes held all emotion
He awakened her gaze
Her stare dawned with expectation

 

He moved his hands to her shoulders
Her dress straightened and was glowing 
Her tear stained cheeks now rosy
As her heart filled to overflowing

 

The Bridegroom kept His promise
And never kept the pain she carried
He simply swept the pain away
Never to be remembered

 

It is our wedding day

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I really love the imagery, in this poem, and the contrasts you formed. I also liked how you never actually mentioned that it is a picture of Christ and ourselves/his church, but the reader knows.

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Wow, I enjoyed this poem! As Leah already said, you provided splendid imagery. I can see how you're showing me that we as the church wait and wait for so long but tend to lose hope, until one day He comes. Praise God for that day!! 😄

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