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Moms View Message Board: Short Stories, Poetry and Articles : The Vigil
I awake, as the sun stretches himself in the morning sky. Crisp leaves outside my window form patterns that dance across my carpet. On the chair a veil, draped, dainty, gossamer, shimmers in the early light, And there, suspended, my gown, as white as a winter dawn. All is quiet. This moment mine alone, shared perhaps with only one. Is he awake, listening to the silence, shivering with nervousness as I am now? I hear voices. The others awake. My vigil is ended. My wedding day begins. B. V. Dahlen © 
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